Originally Posted by
JudyKayTee
Honestly, it's a jungle out there. There was a time when I dated my brains out (so to speak). I think life was more simple then. Now it's - well, it's a jungle out there. Between the stranger who met me at a party and wanted to come over and have sex with my shoes and the nicknames for penis guys I'm thinking of becoming a Nun.
I swear, they are all crazy out there. I took my own car, met "I named my penis" for dinner, he leaned over me at said "What's this for?" and before I could scream, "Don't touch the dashboard" POPPED THE TOP on my car - so up popped the hard top and then I had to get out and it took both of us to snap and lock it back into place. Who does that? Don't these people ever leave their homes, go out in public?
I miss my husband.
I have been seeing an ER Doctor who is very nice but he works just about 24/7 and is on call so that gets thin after a while. I'm tired of finishing dinner by myself.
But, yes, I'll keep you informed. Good that someone is getting some enjoyment out of my wretched life.
Anyone have any cousins who aren't too very strange?