MB's Intro

Yes, I suck for not keeping up with NaBloPoMo. I did have this as a saved draft but didn’t get a chance to post it.

I've only had three boyfriends in my life. There was Married Ex, MB (for Man Boobs), and Platonic Ex (most recent). Since I've spent far too much time talking about Married Ex lately, I thought it might be fun to share a few fond memories of MB. It was really more of a summer fling (trying to get over Married Ex) and even though MB was kind of an asshole, he was fun and it was one of my most memorable summers.

He used to do annoying things like stand before his living room mirror, flex his muscles and kiss his biceps. He was a social smoker but when he learned I didn't like that, he switched to chewing tobacco. You know, because that’s so much better. Not to mention hot. He often drank to the point of annihilation and thus required a babysitter. One night at a party he danced up on a coffee table like a drunken buffoon for a good hour when no one was even dancing.

But with the bad, there was good. Many more stories to be told but they shall have to wait. His name alone, MB, should speak volumes.

My Fortune Revealed

We went to a Chinese restaurant for lunch today. Deborah insisted we flip over our placemats because the sketch of the rat for the Chinese zodiac sign repulses her.

My fortune cookie said:

"You are serious about your emotional relationships but tend to be more reserved with your feelings."

This couldn't be more true of me.

TheGuy and I have been spending more time together but I'm still not sure what to make of it. He came over last Thursday 'cause we've been trying to catch up on season three of The Office before it starts this Thursday. While we were hanging out, I told him about the details of my raise at work since they finally decided to fill me in on them. The raise was actually more than I anticipated, but what surprised me more than anything was TheGuy's reaction. He hugged and kissed me and told me how happy he was for me. Twice.

If you know my ex-boyfriend of the last four years, you understand how this might be foreign to me. Picture the most inconsiderate person you know and multiply by ten -- you've got my ex. I dunno, it almost weirded me out a little that TheGuy was so happy for me. I am not used to that. Nor do I know the appropriate response. He even said, "I can't believe you're not more excited." Well, I still make less than I should and my job still sucks.