Off the nearly 800 entries in this blog, some ass decided to pick this personal one to make fun of.
Now do you see why I don’t post many personal entries?
Off the nearly 800 entries in this blog, some ass decided to pick this personal one to make fun of.
Now do you see why I don’t post many personal entries?
The guy with the tractor has come out of the pond. He held Washington in his grip for 48 hours, through 4 rush hour cycles. Perhaps he took President Bush at his word and surrendered at the last moment before the troops [more...]
I’m not given to superstition, “faith-based” whims, nor do I put much stock in things like karma or other metaphysical mumbo-jumbo — as I’m sure you’re aware if you’ve read this [more...]
First. My love life is a mirror of yours. My x and I broke up and made up 3 times before I finally moved away for my sanity’s sake. I would probably still take him back if he showed up on my doorstep even though I know that would be insane. So you see you’re not alone. I figure my obsession with my x is all about fear — fear that I will never land another man like him. Of course my logical self doesn’t want another one like him, but on it goes.
Second. KMAss has his(?) own issues and I hope you won’t let his problems become yours. I appreciate your honesty. I don’t feel so all alone when I can read stuff like yours. Keep it up.