Valentines Day straight blows. All single people ever do is bitch and moan about how they don't have anyone and how it's such a terrible day, but I for one think it's way worse when you do have someone. I always get the obligatory hint from the Lady Friend reminding me about 2 weeks in advance that it's coming up, but if you've ever met me you know then that I have like a 2 second attention span and forget that shit immediately. Like the other day I grabbed some socks outta the drawer, threw the first one on, and then I ran into the other room to answer my phone that was ringing. Once I hung up I went back into the bedroom to put my socks on and could only find one on the bed. I swear I fuckin looked around for 10 minutes for the sock that was already on my fuckin foot. So that's what I'm dealing with over here.
Anyway, instead of doing the traditional, "I love you. No, I love you" dance back and forth I decided to throw the Lady Friend a curve ball this Valentines Day. Thinking way ahead, I waited until after she made me a bomb ass meal to break the news. I called her into the living room and told her I needed to talk to her about something pretty serious. She didn't see it coming at all. I told her very matter of factly that I had spoken to my father, who's an attorney and he thought it was best that I get a prenup in case this blogging thing ever really takes off. She kinda blew it off for half a second and then her face went stone serious right before she asked me "Seriously?". I went on for a bit explaining that I needed to be protected in case I ever came into a huge sum of money. The amount of time she let me ramble on was astonishing, but after about a minute or so she looked over and was like, "I kinda thought we would share any money we made after we were married". And that was the point she suddenly realized that I'd never be worth more than her and everything I own is fuckin junk. Like seriously, what was she gonna take, My Night of the Living Dead book?
-the line is at the :38 second mark but the whole thing is worth watching.
Zack beat you. He called me at 2 AM sunday night to tell me we needed to talk because he's been lying to me about where he has been and what he has been doing. So while I am mid freaking out preparing for news that he cheated on me. I hear him coming up the stairs at our house in Detroit, he flew in from Cali to surprise me :)
ReplyDeleteI took e$ to atlanta underground, which I told her is this historic mall located under the streets in downtown ATL. What I didn't tell her, was this place was basically the jungle from training day with a few kiosks. After being told "move out the way fucking white ho" we found the nearest stairs and peaced.
ReplyDeleteThe look on her face was priceless. Got Ya