Muse has left the Building

Seems she took her posts
and went elsewhere,
I hope she lets you know where she is.
In the mean time,
have a very Merry Christmas....

Morning Wake Up Call

I thought I had broken up with my ‘boy’friend in August, but in fact I have been proven incorrect on this count many times. Since then he calls as he thinks of things he can do for me around the house. For example, one evening he wanted to come over and weed eat-no, this is not a euphemism. Who am I to turn that offer down? Of course that was just an opportunity for him to plead his case and offer up promises that he will change.

He thinks of all of these romantic things to do and places we can go now…but mind you, for the past year he has not done any of those things. It’s usually beer, bar b que, and lawn work.

I have told him it was going to work, that I didn’t want to go down this same old road again, that I didn’t want to sleep with him even for old time’s sake. Hell, even bennu broke up with him for me one night in the parking lot of a club we were leaving.

So last night he was worried about how I was weathering the thunderstorm. I get pretty freaked out over lightning, thunder, hail, and wind. I didn’t answer the phone…bad move if I wanted any sleep. So every 5 minutes he called back until I finally answered. We talked a little bit and hung up. Thought that was all over.

This morning I’m on my way to work when my cell beeps that I have a text message…He writes, “I have my dick in my hand, wish you were here to enjoy it with me.”

That shit ain’t right!