Lunch update: I did not have nachos. (Turkey sandwich and snap peas with hummus. Tasty, but definitely not nachos.)

I have tacos planned for tomorrow, but now I would also like nachos, thank you.

She's a psychiatrist?! Needs her license revoked asap. Ugh.

Amen. I appreciate your outrage. He was trying to downplay and I was like NO THERE IS NO EXCUSE. She definitely went to school to deal with her trauma and maybe didn’t do therapy. My brother doesn’t know if she was in therapy. How can you date someone for a year and a half and not know? It’s a prereq for me at this point.

And Matilda's ex better hope he never meets a Buffista in a dark alley.

AMEN. As we were reminded on fb, we are a community that likes weapons.

Got a little asscappy there, but I feel like they both deserve it.

JenP, this is really my first, too! I’m 47. My longest relationship was 20 months over 20 years ago and it literally began by me saying, “okay, I’ll date you, but we are breaking up when I got into Peace Corps.” R has been married twice and had another LTR of six years with the mother of his kids, so… feel free to PM me if you want and we can share experiences.

Helloooo, Buffistas.

First, oh boy, Matilda's ex. This is not the smartest move, gaining an army of powerful internet strangers-lurkers-aunts-and-uncles to wish bad things upon you. For your own good... Seriously, bad timing dude.

Buckets of brackets, Hec and all. Buckets of them.

I still have lots of preps before Rosh Hasahana, but I wanted to come here and wish a Shana tova (a good and sweet year). Last year was hard, especially here, for so many. I'm sorry about that. May this year bring healing and health, love and joy, justice, wisdom, laughter, and people who are responsible adults and know what they're doing to appear at the right times and places.

I love you all and greatful for this place. And unless major things will happen, I'm coming to visit sometimes during 2024, or when my work will decide it's time to fly me to the NY office (the earliest of the two).

Shana tova, loved ones.

And Matilda's ex better hope he never meets a Buffista in a dark alley.

Shana tova, loved ones.

Shana tova, Shir.

Well, I can appreciate that there is no *great* time for a first breakup, but there is a time that could be *The WORST* and he found it. sorry. My first break-up was rather no-harm, no foul(although I wish I'd been more honest about noticing we wanted different things instead of picking a fight.) And it still hurts my pride that he messed with my head about being both devastated and SO IN LOVE when within six weeks, he got together with a less-complicated, homelier, version of me.As the great Lenny Bruce said about a far nastier topic "Somebody's lying," As far as I know, they're still together(He's on a short internet leash.) and letting his mom run their lives. I've thought about whether I did the right thing there way too much, but I definitely wish the education I stayed for would have turned out to be a better bet. I think about missing out on DC more than I think about his actual being, these days, though.

Oh Matilda. Heartbreak in the midst of heartbreak. Big love headed her way.

But I wasn't interested in: a. standing in for his mother Pretending to be jealous cause he found Mariah Carey or somebody hot. And then he got a stipend to go out to DC and talk up(Ha!) his brand of voice synthesizers...he wanted me to come. But when you need attendant services there's no "just going!" anywhere, which, more than this love affair, may be the great sorrow of my life...he swore his company would help, but I didn't trust that. Plus, we hung out for twelve weekends and played house...was not great preparation. Also, blah, blah, college--which I could have dropped like a hot rock but neither I nor my parents could accept that yet--it was ironically, my dumbest argument.

Ugh, Matilda’s ex, your timing is stupid.