Thank you Blackout for Ruining a potentially amazing date
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I just wanted to say Thank You Blackout for messing with my love life. I guess you noticied Thursday night that I had finally met someone who gave me butterflies in my stomach. You must have seen that kiss we shared off in the corner, that made my knees ever so slightly buckle, and you felt obligated to intervene. We were going to get together after his business dinner on Friday evening, but you took care of that didn't you? He called me a few times, said he wanted to see me before he left, but you obviously worked your magic with my useless, weak-ass cell phone to ensure that I was disconnected while attempting to speak with him. Now he is on his way back home. Will he call me again? Who knows, but you certainly made this more difficult for me didnt you, you Blackout son of a bitch? ?
You really do suck ass Blackout because I truly liked this one. He was tall, handsome, mature, respectful, laid back, intelligent, successful, a damn fine kisser and he liked me. There was potential. There was chemistry. I don't say that often! I don't care that he lives down south. For the right man, distance is just a word, it doesn't matter.
So, once again, I say thank you Blackout for messing with my already difficult love life. I meet a sexy sweet southern man and you drive him away with your pain in the ass bullshit. You leave me alone, sweating away in my apartment with no food, a dying piece of crap cell phone, no money, no tv...and NO DATE. Why couldn't you have pulled this shit on Monday? Nobody likes Monday. I didn't have any plans on Monday. Oh yeah, thats right, I forgot. You, God, Mother Nature, and that deranged crack-smoking little Cupid guy are all in this together to keep my ass single forever!!!!!
Maybe next time I meet someone nice you can send a hurricane my way.