Friday, June 26, 2009

Last night

Adam and I sat in a backyard that is not ours, watching a cat we do not own. "When I die, I'll miss everything," I told him. "I'll miss the piss-offs. I'll miss the frustrations. Everything."

He petted the cat as it strode by. "Even PMS?"

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  1. Fuck that shit. Take it from me, he said bitterly, you don't think you'll miss PMS until you start missing ovulation.

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  2. I'm kind of left speechless by that one!!

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