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I have a few hundred words of David being himself for you to read.
I'm sure you'd appreciate the stimulation.
I'm sure you'd appreciate the stimulation.
[An hour later—]
Okay, either you're REALLY not here or you don't want to admit you're into that.
Okay, either you're REALLY not here or you don't want to admit you're into that.
If your pride is the only reason you won't admit that, we will be having words, Loki.
Here I am again, calling you. You'd better contact me if you're still around. If you made us worry about you all weekend because you conveniently failed to mention what you were up to, I think you can expect that what follows won't be very fun.
But—[And her voice softens.]—I hope you're all right.
Temporary party ... whatever the metaphor was that you used, I'm not a gamer like Billy and Teddy, that's not really how I handle my team.
So get in touch, okay?
[And she resolves to leave it there.]
But—[And her voice softens.]—I hope you're all right.
Temporary party ... whatever the metaphor was that you used, I'm not a gamer like Billy and Teddy, that's not really how I handle my team.
So get in touch, okay?
[And she resolves to leave it there.]
I haven't received any blurry photos of strangers' shoes in several days. Have you died again?
I made a whole post about Jimmy Buffett and you didn't say anything. I can only draw a few conclusions from this. Either, one, this is a symptom of your godly mid-life crisis which is not how I considered your weird situation until I thought of it just now, or, two, you think I am insulting margaritas.
Which is too bad for you, because I'm in the club, and you're not. I will have to drink the pitcher all by myself.
We are not coming back to this club, by the way. There is nowhere near enough tequila in this pitcher. I'm disappointed.
How long is appropriate before you begin texting your ex-girlfriend with attempts to be friends again?
I know you can be friends with your ex-girlfriends. It's in the movies. Obviously I mean Kate, not Karla Sofen. I don't even think she counts. We just had sex once.
That's what you're missing out on. I'm having five. I hope whatever you're doing is more fun than that.
I really thought passive aggressive photographs of alcoholic beverages would get a response. Am I not doing it right? I think I am still having trouble with the concept.
It's the next day and you still have not said anything about anything. Not even the part where I told you I slept with Moonstone. In retrospect, I am not sure why I told you that, but I would think it would at least get your attention.
This better not be you sulking about the breakfast machine.
I fixed the flip ratio for the pancakes, even though I disagreed that there was a problem in the first place.
Really? Not even that? Are you even there?
Even if you're not responding I know what you would say. This isn't just an excuse to talk to her.
I don't understand what she wants. She appears in half of my conversations with other people and I can't even be sure she'll pick up the phone when I actually attempt to talk to her. Is she following what I'm doing?
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