I know the title leads you to believe i'm going to be talking about love letters first.. but i'm not. HA.
I'm pretty sure this is making me out to sound like I watch the telly a whole lot.. which is partly true, but due to working my arse off pretty much every day, aswell as playing hockey twice a week there's just not much time for that part of my life anymore..
It's probably for the best.
Today, one out of the three jobs I have, which I was working today, was cancelled (unfortunately, because it is the highest paying) so I used this rare occasion to my advantage and stayed in bed till an outragous 12pm. Then I got up, checked emails and migrated to the next comfy thing - the couch - and started watching Sex and the City.
Carrie (the main character) was dating this cool dude and she goes and meets the family and instantly likes them.. then they leave and go back to her place and lets just say he has a false start. Then she has lunch with his mum and then he was a bit too quick off the mark again that night.
ANYWAY all through the episode I was thinking "this reminds me of my ex". Not the bed problems mind you, but the family thing.
Yeah, I liked his parents better than him.
I'm a terrible person.
Which makes a nice segway to the next part of this post:
Annonymous love letters. I totally got me one in the mail a couple of days ago. Handwritten and scented (Yeah you read right, SCENTED! with really nice smelling aftershave, mind you..) Well apparently it's an "appreciation letter". And, apparently, according to this letter, i'm a wonderful, amazing person and I make this annonymous letter writer's life a little bit brighter whenever i'm in it.
WIN.
I'm pretty sure this is making me out to sound like I watch the telly a whole lot.. which is partly true, but due to working my arse off pretty much every day, aswell as playing hockey twice a week there's just not much time for that part of my life anymore..
It's probably for the best.
Today, one out of the three jobs I have, which I was working today, was cancelled (unfortunately, because it is the highest paying) so I used this rare occasion to my advantage and stayed in bed till an outragous 12pm. Then I got up, checked emails and migrated to the next comfy thing - the couch - and started watching Sex and the City.
Carrie (the main character) was dating this cool dude and she goes and meets the family and instantly likes them.. then they leave and go back to her place and lets just say he has a false start. Then she has lunch with his mum and then he was a bit too quick off the mark again that night.
ANYWAY all through the episode I was thinking "this reminds me of my ex". Not the bed problems mind you, but the family thing.
Yeah, I liked his parents better than him.
I'm a terrible person.
Which makes a nice segway to the next part of this post:
Annonymous love letters. I totally got me one in the mail a couple of days ago. Handwritten and scented (Yeah you read right, SCENTED! with really nice smelling aftershave, mind you..) Well apparently it's an "appreciation letter". And, apparently, according to this letter, i'm a wonderful, amazing person and I make this annonymous letter writer's life a little bit brighter whenever i'm in it.
WIN.
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god I'm fucking sad.
Sex and the City? Seriously?
Sending love letters to yourself again are you?
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