Dear Danielle,
Here is your couple's love horoscope
for Saturday, January 26:
There's a time when you have to work at your relationship, and there's a time when you two need to go out and have some fun. Today's a mixed bag -- start out with the work, and then move on to the merriment.
Its crazy cause this was sent to my mailbox at about 211am this morning. At about 222am David texted me to say " Fuckit! I love u!"Which I could tell by the time that he did it, he was pretty much SHITFACED DRUNK! cause it was after 2am when the bars closed that he wrote this. I replied with "Are you just trying 2 keep me from getting another canadian at the picnic?"
Then he wrote," Iam wasted idnot whats going on!" So I wrote back," Yup thats what i thought." then he wrote, "Correct! I suck. I love u" to which I wrote, "Ur drunk. U love everything rite now. Please tell me ur not driving."
That was the end of the exchange. So he is either in jail, dead, or passed out. I'm gonna go for the passed out. I don't want some random drunkin confession of love from him. I didn't do him like that.. I at least made sure I was sober when I told him that I was in love with him. Having someone HAVE to get drunk so that they can tell you they love you, is just like a slap in the face!As if I didn't have it hard enough already trying to get over the fact that told him that I loved him, and he told me he didn't feel the same way.. now I have to suffer more degradation by having him randomly text me while he is drunk to tell me that he loves me!?! Its almost to much to bare.. I shouldn't have to deal with shit like that in my fragile state! Ok.. maybe I'm not that surprised that he texted me completely drunk.. It happens.. at least he thought about me. I wonder If it was cause it rained.. Cause he can't skate in the rain.. his knees get all super stiff.. ( its cause he is OLD!) But whatever. I'm gonna try finishing up my hair today.. We shall see if he calls or texts me.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
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