My BF and I are SO over, all but the actual packing and stomping out the door. We can't even be in the same room together for 5 minutes without some kind of argument breaking out.
For some reason beyond my logic, he took me out to eat at a Mexican restaurant last night. I was already crying by the time we pulled into the parking lot, but since that's pretty normal nowadays, I dried my eyes and decided that I was going to get through this meal if it killed me.
Sitting at the table eating, he was predictably crappy to me. At one point, the mariachis stood right next to our table performing loudly, I guess in hopes of drowning us out so that we weren't disturbing the other diners.
Long story short, he was a sh!tball to me.........and this morning, he discovered that he had somehow dropped a $100 bill in the restaurant.
Karma, baby...........
2007-01-11
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