Gravatar hi,
just stumbled across your site and wanted to tell you that i love it!
ashmonkey


Gravatar I want a cookie! What kind of cookie? Gimme that cookie!

Actually, your J. story reminded me a lot of my Paul story - except that Paul never actually dated me or gave me any reasonable hope that he was interested (it was all unreasonable hope where I was concerned). I wrote a lot of poetry about it, which you may find here:
http://www.geocities.com/ songstr...ePaulIndex.html


Gravatar What a jerk! So now I know that if I'm not dating someone, I can lie to them. Wooo!

You are better than than him. Hug Scott for me!


Gravatar Whew! After reading your stroy, I'm spent. I really deserve a cookie!

Thank you for sharing. I meant to email you to tell you that I care and wanted to hear the story but then I started to question myself. Did I really want to hear to the story because I care or was it because I'm a voyeur and love hearing gossip? I have to admit it's both. So thank you for satisfying my curiousity. I love reading all your stories because you're funny. (Funny in a good way, not funny looking)


Gravatar Will my cookie be chocolate chip? They were my favorite feel-better-food when crappy stuff like that happened in high school. The "J" of my past was named Keith. I've not seen Keith since shortly after the "incident," so I satisfy myself in the hope that he is completely bald and suffering from a raging case of athlete's foot or similar.




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