This is the continuation from part I, the following won’t make sense unless you read that one first. Then again it still doesn’t make sense to me and I was there.
Where did we leave off? Oh yes, I was in the midst of ignoring obvious red flags because a certain smaller anatomical area had hijacked the brain and was off on a selfish mission of conquest.
Should I have taken her somewhat paranoid, delusional statements as a hint? Does the fact that I used “somewhat” in the last sentence tell you anything at all? Yes, I’m defensive. So what if I’m trying to minimize my hormones impact on this debacle?
And the restaurant wasn’t so bad once I got past the nutty bits. Have you ever heard of anyone spending FIFTEEN DOLLARS on a sushi date? Well you have now… SERIOUSLY! $11 on a rainbow roll, $2.50 for her Diet Coke… she had 2 bites of the roll then said she was full! Gave ’em a $20 and didn’t ask for change back. Girl thought I was the man.
I was reeling her in, had her crazy ass just where I wanted her!
I planned on keeping this one to myself. That was the plan. But throwing a poem out there with no explanation is kinda “bleh”.
“Hey, here’s my new blog… care about the novel I’ve almost finished even though most of you haven’t seen any of it… here’s a concert review about a band you might not care about and a couple of poems sans introduction or explanation about the self-created hell I was going through so that you too might be able to relate and go ‘pssh, been there!'”