Small moment of glory
When an ex-ex-ex of yours (ie an ex from last year) walks into a café
And the first thing you think is OH MY RAZORNESS WHY ARE YOU SO HAIRY.
The dude looked like an Israeli prophet who has just come out of a cave after 20 years of solitary confinement, far away from anything remotely capable of shaving his hair.
I guess this is what happens to a dude who dumps you because “you make your bed, I don’t make mine, therefore we are incompatible.”
Lol lol and lol.
But silly comments aside, I’m sure he is a wonderful person and is a delight to be around. I was muchos stoked to just say hi and not have anything more to do with him. Ahhh, the joys of not opting for the LJBF (Let’s Just Be Friends), but rather the LJAYAAANWMT (Let’s Just Admit You’re An Asshole And Not Worth My Time).
And in other news, I’m writing my first exam tomorrow, Drama Theatre Studies. Not really stressed, as indicated by the fact that I’ve just watched two episodes of The Mighty Boosh.
Quote of day from the Boosh:
Howard: “The newspapers are gonna say… Howard Moon – colon – explorer”
Vince: “Howard. Colon explorer? You might wanna rethink that.”