Mourning my new single life.
by hannah
October 6th, 2003
I’ve decided to call my new single life my mourning period. Oh yeah, that’s how excited I am about my new single life.
You know I totally get why things didn’t work out with Mr. Smyth, but it still sucks. Or maybe I was right last week when I concluded that perhaps I just suck at being single. Or maybe the real problem is that this time I don’t have someone like Ben to keep me distracted.
Why is it that for some reason if you have a hot piece of ass to distract you, all of a sudden the trauma of breaking up with someone miraculously disappears?
Where oh where is Dr. Bod when I need him, and why don’t I have a business trip to New York planned anytime soon?