Touched for the Very First Time
I taste coleslaw. Coleslaw and beer.
PRIMANTI'S!
Jonathan and I went out for what should've been a relatively drama free evening given that we're two laid back kinda folks. But seeing how he's Corey's best friend, I was priveleged to certain information last night that I probably shouldn't have been.
Corey, the almighty moral upstanding gentleman who broke up with me after lecturing me on a completely unfounded claim that I was a liar (coldhearted, manipulative, and immoral yes, but I'm not a liar) - it seems lied to me this weekend. After which ensued an all night long text message argument (highly not recommended as my delicate little fingers are sore this morning) and now all I can say is this - fucking mormons. So much so that I stand by my as yet unlinked interest as a testament to how fucked this guy is in the head.
But what a great body.
We went back to the little dive bar in Washington, I actually held my own with the townies in a few rounds of pool and the bastards got me to sing karaoke. Did I choose a light little number? No - I go all out for the seven minute rendition of "
Total Eclipse of the Heart" and by special request "Like a Virgin" for the simple irony of it.
The sink and I settled our differences and no injuries were had. Go me.
Fucking Mormons.
PRIMANTI'S!
Jonathan and I went out for what should've been a relatively drama free evening given that we're two laid back kinda folks. But seeing how he's Corey's best friend, I was priveleged to certain information last night that I probably shouldn't have been.
Corey, the almighty moral upstanding gentleman who broke up with me after lecturing me on a completely unfounded claim that I was a liar (coldhearted, manipulative, and immoral yes, but I'm not a liar) - it seems lied to me this weekend. After which ensued an all night long text message argument (highly not recommended as my delicate little fingers are sore this morning) and now all I can say is this - fucking mormons. So much so that I stand by my as yet unlinked interest as a testament to how fucked this guy is in the head.
But what a great body.
We went back to the little dive bar in Washington, I actually held my own with the townies in a few rounds of pool and the bastards got me to sing karaoke. Did I choose a light little number? No - I go all out for the seven minute rendition of "
Total Eclipse of the Heart" and by special request "Like a Virgin" for the simple irony of it.
The sink and I settled our differences and no injuries were had. Go me.
Fucking Mormons.