le cafard struck again today. still asking me on a date. when i said: "i don't think that's a good idea", he asked: "why not? oh riiiight, you have a boyfriend". i didn't have the heart to correct him. in reality it had more to do with screws being loose, ever present fear of hepatitis a-z, enough offspring to start a moon colony, and competition with allie boobie and the star of "snow white and the seven dongs". sigh. THIS is the caliber of xy-influenced Homo sapiens that chooses to persist in my life. pray for me. light a candle. cross your fingers and toes. catch a leprechaun and make a wish on a falling donut. i don't care, do what you have to, i need all the help i can get.
in other news: it finally happened - i got hit today. by a delivery guy on a bike. don't laugh, it really hurt. it knocked me on my gluteus. i ended up spending some time in one of the worst hospitals in the new york city area to find... i have a very minor concussion, which can only be cured by... tylenol. sigh.
lesson: we are all in danger of hispanic dudes riding bicycles like bats out of hell, even if we can't see them. be ever weary of this terrifying threat. and i didn't even get any free delivery food out of the deal. fail.
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