And so it goes. He's got a date tomorrow after work. Oh well, I have a me day tomorrow. I'll eat somewhere different and go shop for a new shirt.
At dinner we discussed his behavior, he says it's all my fault, because I can't have sex. Yeah, right. Even when we did have sex, he had to have other women.
SOP, no change, no chance. I will find my bliss elsewhere.
Monday, July 10, 2006
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