So one of my exes came into work the other day.
we didn't end on the best of terms, with me all punching him in the face and stuff.
i told some co-workers that he was around and they wanted to know the situation.
well, i said, we met at the bar, and after an on and off love/hate thing, i think we maybe hooked up, but i really don't recall. he's really super skinny, and one of those cocky, braggart, i-know-more-than-you types.
-hugging him was like hugging a bag full of wire coat hangers-
everyone laughed at that.
that's why i'll never date one of those indie rock skinny jean wearing douches again. i like my dudes with at least some muscles. or above 2% body fat. i'm not perfect, i hate waking up to someone who thinks they are.