>I’m tired of feeling like an outcast simply because I’m sane.
I’m sick of these weird names people are giving their children. I know someone who actually named their kid Talon! Are you trying to turn your son into a character in a bad romance novel or crappy soap opera?
I’m also tired of married women assuming that I’m going to steal their husbands, simply because I’m single. Honey, I don’t want your lame ass husband. I’m just talking to him because he’s there and I’m bored. Besides, the karmic payback for breaking up a relationship is something I’d rather not experience.
I’d also like to state that if I’m destined to be single for the rest of my life, I think I should be allowed to win the lottery. Since my love life is in the shitter, can I at least have some cash? And no the hot guy did not show up at the BBQ. I was the only single person at the event. Not to mention only one of two women who did not have children or a child on the way. There were 4 count them 4 pregnant women there! I’m pretty sure it was one of my own personal hells. Thank God for booze.
>interesting office conversation!
>The Hep C thing was odd. She asked it like, “How did you stub your toe?”
Isn’t Hepatitis C almost as bad as getting HIV or AIDS?