My girlfriend finally got around to reading my blogs that she had discovered a couple of weeks ago. They were so fascinating to her that she woke up at 2 AM one morning and could not stop reading. First of all, I write. That is what I do. She needs to understand that. My blogs are funny, sad, honest (although I have at least one ex-girlfriend a week tell me I am still lying), philosophical, insightful, and at least one person a week tells me my blogs are full of shit.
Most people (especially women) do not understand that being full of shit is the beauty of being me. I do not have to worry about being politically correct or any of that other stuff and according to some, I don't even worry about being right half the time.
My girlfriend ha already thrown half of my blogs up in my face faster than a stripper can throw a pair of 36 DDD's in my face but that is her right, I suppose. I knew that was coming, it was just a matter of time. My blogs are out there for the world to see and I have not hidden them from anyone. If what I write is going to be a problem, I would rather it be a problem sooner rather than later.
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