Friday, July 01, 2005
Strange Days (And Nights)
My ex called. Not the "I'm a lying whore" ex, the ex before that. He wasn't really an ex, though, but it takes some of the explanation out of it. He popped up and called out of the blue last night. It was good to know he's not dead. Nothing had really changed, it seems, except me. And I'm soooo very changed. He told me I'm smarter than him (no shit), and I hope he isn't reading this right now and getting offended (I'm just nice that way). But not nice enough not to talk about him here, apparently. When we said g'ybe he said he was going to wank. I guess my sexy Texas twang is just too much for some of them (even though he's from Texas and should be immune). Even when I'm discussing moving and dog poop. I bow to my own oratorical powers.