Was the tangled web we weaved, all in the spirit of fleeting happiness, worth it? That would depend on the date I was asked. At one point in time, for one quench of desire, I would have given the old man down the hall a chance to test the Viagra he’s always bragging about. Though, sex with the prune faced, toothless man would undoubtedly have put him in the emergency room and me in a mental ward, I would have jumped on any human being for a mediocre spasm because it’d been so long since I’d been touched. So desperately lonely, I signed up for an online dating service and watched as my email account filled with daily prospects who’s pictures resembled rejects. Some ‘pics’ would make Nick Nolte’s mug shot look like a family portrait. Some faces were so grotesque that it’s likely their own reflection would jump out of the mirror and hide if it could. There were women with more peach fuzz than some men’s full grown mustaches, and men with eyes so lazy; one eye looked as if it was waiting for the other to catch up. I never responded to any of the emails. I was afraid to, and I don’t know why. I mean, I’m an attractive woman… still naturally blonde, baby blues, physically fit, a head turner, and a business woman. I was a catch. The problem was; I’d been dumped. Dumped by my best friend… a friend I’d known all of my adult life and half of my childhood. I was dumped by the person I thought I’d spend the rest of my life with. My ex-girlfriend, Angie, not only broke my heart, but she took a bat to it and made sure it was squashed.
Yes, folks, Monica and Angie are back! Seasons Change II Coming Soon!! ;o)
But not before Christmas ;o(