Okay, here's the 'splaination. First, for those who don't read my LJ, the BF and I broke up about a month ago. At the time, I was hurt and angry, but I knew it was the right thing. Now, with the hurt and anger fading, I absolutely know it was the right thing. Don't really need any punctuation over it. I've pissed and moaned to friends, gone out and had too many cosmos with gay boys, and basically took care of myself. I'm okay.
Strangely, I went on match.com about 2 weeks ago just to see if my old profile was still there (yep). That very night, I got an email from a guy. We've been emailing and he gave me his digits to call him.
I needed the courage~ma to actually do it. I did! Go me! He wasn't home, but I actually left a message with my number on it.
So, Hec? You making us mojitos at the F2F?
So, Hec? You making us mojitos at the F2F?
I'd love to, but I need fire and I'm afraid what might occur if Jilli's in the room.
Wait, so you actually set it on fire and not just heat it up? Fancy schmancy.
What is with you people and mojitos? Anything with mint in it is blech!
Good for you, ChiKat!
What is with you people and mojitos? Anything with mint in it is blech!
I'm with you, Sparky. Down with mint!
All your mojitos are mine! I find them very refreshing on a hot day.
Thank goodness I'm not the only one who doesn't want my booze to remind me of toothpaste.
Pffft. Mojitos taste nothing like toothpaste. You've had bad mojitos.
Also you mint haters are filled with craxy juice which is leaking out like an old dumpster after a rainstorm.