Sigh...
Recently a fellow blogger inquired as to when H3.2 would become the actual #3. For you new(er) readers, this translates into "When the fuck are ya'll gettin' hitched?" Except this particular bloggy friend wouldn't say "fuck" if he had a mouth full of it. Don't ask me how that would work, you don't want to know.
H3.2 and I started dating in March 2005. We broke up this past week. Or should that be this week? I don't know. It's over. I can't talk/write about it at the present.
The good news (subtle sarcasm here) I need a new roommate by September 1st or I'm fucked. And not in the happy orgasmic way but in the other way. Yeah, I'm doing a stellar job of communicating tonight.
This sucks.
H3.2 and I started dating in March 2005. We broke up this past week. Or should that be this week? I don't know. It's over. I can't talk/write about it at the present.
The good news (subtle sarcasm here) I need a new roommate by September 1st or I'm fucked. And not in the happy orgasmic way but in the other way. Yeah, I'm doing a stellar job of communicating tonight.
This sucks.
posted by Sam at
11:57 PM
23 Comments:
When you posted the sidenote a couple posts ago, I thought that might be what you are referring to. I am sorry, Sam. Always here if you need to talk. Hugs!
Were. I meant to say "werereferring to". I really do know how to speak and write properly.
I give up. Apparently I forgot a space between were and referring. Well, at least I hope I made you smile.
Yeah, I saw it too. That sucks. I hope Chicken brought you some ice cream.
*BIG HUGS*
Sorry to hear Sam. I know with Chicken by your side though, you will be just fine. :)
Hey Sam, sorry to hear about the news. Maybe you can join me and Mo for some ice cream? It's the closest thing to flavored sugar I can think of. :)
Ouch... sorry. Hope it all evens out soon.
Am I allowed to say something funny, here? I'm never very good about these things. But I am sorry to hear that things are not working out between you two. I'll bet Chicken is doing a fantastic job of cheering you up, though.
holy hell, i am really sorry about all of this.
chin up (i hate it when people say that to me, sorry.)
men suck, lets run away together?
(let me know if there is anybodys ass you want me to kick)
Sam I ditto Cold Hands men DO SUCK well except for me that is... Ditto everyone elses comments about being sorry etc. That which doesn't kill you and all that bull shit. Giant hugs lady. I could use a change I'll come live with you and chicken.
I'm away for a few days, and all hell breaks loose across blogdom. Sorry to hear about things. You're right. It does suck.
If it weren't so fucking hot down there, I'd move in a second! Hope you can find someone soon!
Sorry to hear about the break up. I will keep my fingers crossed you find a roommate. If you and Chicken lived closer, you guys could live with Man and me in the new home we are having built.
Lots of thoughts and BIG HUGS to you.
Well Sam you are a wonderfully beautiful woman who deserves to be loved. Chicken loves you I know that and he seems to be very manly in ways of women that most men are not.
Hopefully he brought you some ice cream too. Hang in there, the sun will rise again....
I admire you in many ways and I respect you as a great woman, hopefully there is a man out there who will see that too.
Hugs from Montreal
Jeremy
Sorry, Sam. We have air conditioning in Oklahoma. You and Chicken can move into our playhouse. Or the barn. Your choice.
((hugs))
um, er... well SHIT. Me at a loss for words. Who'd a thunk it? Buck up little camper... Smoches for you.
I wasn't really prepared to read this kind of news. I figured something was up because of how you sounded on the phone. Thanks for letting me know you are still alive.
When things calm down a bit, feel free to vent/chat with me. You know where to find me sweetie.
Yeah, I repeat what the folks above have said. Sorry things are so sucky for you at the moment.
Oh Sam. Im so sorry. And Im going to pass on anything cheesy or repetitive. Im just sorry.
You know...I cant move there and be your roommate now but if you interested you and chicken can move to Texas..
Hope you are doing alright.
shit shit shit. well, welcome to the breakup club. you have lots of company. Me, Ewegirl (i am assuming), my roommate's friend... we just barely beat ya here. maybe it is contagious? or there was an asshole conference and they all got together and have some grand master plan to piss us all off? like a giant Love Terrorism plot?
I can overnight some cigarettes to you if needed. (did i just type that out loud?) we can start an email correspondence bitching about them--very therapeutic. do you need my leftover vicodins? or the leftover tequila from my house? or a baseball bat? OH!!!!! I know!!! i can send you a copy of The Greatest F--k You CD in History. i made it when Repo was pissing me off. i really will for real do this. so if you are interested, email me. it would be NO trouble at all.
at least you've still got GPig nuts. Those are the only nuts you need, right? mmmm. nuts.
if you can guarantee me a job i love, with a raise, i will totally move.
can you get ewegirl to move in? or put chicken to work?
hope things get better, Sam. i know it sucks. i'm with ya. promise! please bitch to me any time!!!!
knockers up, girl.
Aww, Sam. I'm so sorry. Many big beary hugs for you, sweety.
Breakups SUCK. I just went through one after 2 years myself. But, the best part? Out with the old, in with the new!
In the meantime, get some ice cream!
That really sucks. So sorry for you.
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