2003-08-26 - 11:55 p.m. Disaster Disaster. She called Dingus to see if other men point their toes. I guess they don�t, just me. The pinky thing was brought up, which is a joke that I am the butt of. I got off the phone with Dingus, just as she got on the phone with her roommate from college. I turned the TV and the cable was out. She felt bad that she was on the phone for 30 minutes She felt worse after she gave me the phone and I was on for an hour and thirty minutes with her roommate. She felt insulted that I would talk to someone that long that wasn�t her. I understood. I tried to make an �I�m sorry gesture� and knocked over glasses. Made of glass. Her vacuum was broken. The cable still didn�t work. It was already late and she needed sleep. Instead she cried and was angry. And I was stupid and to fault for the whole mess. The night, which started so well ended. As a disaster. | |||||||||||
