tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1488994019480225270.post1329790985946916302..comments2023-02-10T08:19:23.197-05:00Comments on 365 Bad Days: Bad Day 71--What do I do now?Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07522748534258154186noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1488994019480225270.post-36172680647919861282012-09-20T20:42:35.003-04:002012-09-20T20:42:35.003-04:00Now **that** shows the beginning of wisdom.
(Of c...Now **that** shows the beginning of wisdom.<br /><br />(Of course, I'm guessing that this otherwise-second-place character wouldn't have run off to Afghanistan, though. Not second-guessing your excellent choice. Just pointing out that each of God's creatures has a saving grace.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1488994019480225270.post-18214419447894108742012-09-20T20:17:51.805-04:002012-09-20T20:17:51.805-04:00Too true, Artemis. He must have thought he was muc...Too true, Artemis. He must have thought he was much more of a catch than I thought he was.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07522748534258154186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1488994019480225270.post-46889027436247821442012-09-20T17:42:59.564-04:002012-09-20T17:42:59.564-04:00But--if you already knew you never wanted to see h...But--if you already knew you never wanted to see him again--how could the view of the temple where you would never marry him do anything but add to your pleasure? ;-) <br /><br />p.s. Hanshik jawayo. So there.<br /><br />xoxo,<br />-AAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1488994019480225270.post-49678942052059963742012-09-20T13:00:53.211-04:002012-09-20T13:00:53.211-04:00k, that is awful, but I love that your mom recogni...k, that is awful, but I love that your mom recognized his voice. She Rocks! My worst break-up was the guy who (after I already told him I never wanted to see him again) made me drive up to the temple with him so I could see where I would never marry him and then dumped a shake on me. Even then, I thought the whole thing was hilarious and I laughed until I cried which did not make him happy. Little victories. :-)Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07522748534258154186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1488994019480225270.post-87089407411122066642012-09-20T08:47:37.525-04:002012-09-20T08:47:37.525-04:00I had an ex call my mother's house and say he ...I had an ex call my mother's house and say he had died in a motorcycle accident...only she recognized his voice. He is called the Psycho-boyfriend to this day more than 20 years later. ;)k.k.https://www.blogger.com/profile/18263491230656715050noreply@blogger.com