Monday, February 18, 2008

Dining on ashes

She called. Not that she, but the other she. And she had a lot to say about a lot of things. I am weak when she calls so I talk to her too. Who cares though, we're grown ups now, right? Two perfectly lonely grown ups with a history. That's normal too, I guess.

Why does nothing ever stay buried?

I'll try to do a better job of keeping you updated and stop being so cryptic but I just got off the phone and I'm still a little iffy right now. Hmph. I guess we'll see.

3 comments:

M. said...

Which she? If you don't update I will expose the March secret. Go ahead. Try me.

[n] said...

An ex-girlfriend. RELAX already with all that!

M. said...

Oh, THAT she.