After a few shots of tequila........

I know my posts tend to be a little rambling, but hey, that's what's going on in my head. Scary huh? Anyway, I can't drunk dial tonight because there is NO ONE to dial, so I will share my thoughts with you.....

The reason I say there is no one to dial is because, I can't dial the first love of my life, Alex. He's my ex-husband, I don't think his wife would appreciate it. I can't dial my boyfriend Dan because, in all honesty, (and you will get honesty thanks to 'Pepe Lopez premium Tequila') I really don't like my boyfriend. He's great because of all the monatary 'gifts' he provides. Har, har. All of those who are booing and hissing at me now, have a Cosmo, watch an episode of 'Sex in the City' and be happy. And I won't dial the second and last love of my life, we'll call him 'Ed', :) because he has moved to Arizona to have a child with a girl who he's, and I quote, "not physically attracted to, but I love her personality" end quote. Gag! Do you believe that shit??

The thing is, the last love of my life, aka 'Ed', whom I, to this second in time love with everything in me, has a website. For some reason I cannot stop myself from going to it about 20 times a day and doing this whole song and dance for myself. You know the drill, you get pissed, then sad, then mad and you run around the house ranting and raving at anything and everything. And the only thing you end up doing is scaring your cats. It's pathetic, I will admit, I'm being pathetic. I can't help it, girl you know. And ladies you also know. Why do we put ourselves at the mercy of these men? They are off doing their own thing, not giving us a second thought. And we're scaring the living shit out of our cats and thinking to ourselves 'deep down they really miss me, they're just busy'. Wake up sunshine!! They have completely moved on or are doing their own thing and will only call on us when they need us for something only we can do or are in town and horny.

You also know that drill, the one where he call's in the middle of the night, drunk, out of the blue, and either wants you to come pick him up, yes I'm guilty of that, or just wants you to come over so he can get some, I'm guily of that also. 'Ed' plus me equals fire, literally, no kidding, fabulous sex, for five years... And we love them so much and want to see them so much that we do it, even though deep down we know what's going on, but we wish to ignore it and live in our own little twisted world, where love always prevails. This isn't Snow White, love doesn't always prevail. Harsh reality, I know.

But you know what? I'm still going to get 'Ed' back, because in my own little twisted world, which trust me, is really twisted, he really DOES love me and will be back soon, personality only lasts so long, good sex lasts forever! Hee, hee.......