Wednesday, May 10
So I was already in my pajamas, tucked away in my bed for the night, when I smelled smoke. Cigarette smoke. From my neighbor! Please, Mr. Chin, quit smoking, hacking, hurking, and spitting loogies in your driveway at 11:00 at night. Your driveway happens to be 2 or 3 yards away from my bedroom. The retching sounds are not helping me sleep. Neither are the phone calls I'm no longer taking from Mr. Not So Gentlemanly. Anyone who knows me knows better than to call me late, and I never had to actually spell it out for you. I also talked to the ex-bf and am happy to report that I most definitely won that relationship war, if a relationship is a war (which, along with most of the poets of the ages, I happen to think it is). He is miserable without me and I am happy without him. SO, I win!
Posted by Memphis Chix at 11:55 PM