Um wait, what?
Alright that last post was a bit mushy and I know most of you are waiting for the funny stuff so here goes. Lets venture back to my early thirties and we can begin this humorous tale. I will apologize only once for my language and the content of this blog. Read at your own risk and don't bitch to me if your literate 8 year old reads this and starts yelling "fuck" around the house. My ex and I decided to go our separate ways for the mandatory year required in NC. I moved to a small one bedroom apartment in the Dillworth area. I had not been on a date or in the dating world since I was 21 so I was a lost little girl. One of the first nights I went out it was for a Panther's game. I met a friend of mine out at Cans- which for those of you that don't know was a bar only open after games on Sundays for a few hours and the placed turned into an epic shitshow. That should have been the first clue- She introduced me to a guy whom she had known through other friends. ...