That's right. I'm in a foul mood today. A good friend suggested I go to the ladies room here at work and take care of myself.
Fellas do you actually do this? Duck into the men's room and give yourself an attitude adjustment in the middle of the day? I just can't imagine. That's so gross to me on so many levels. You know what? I don't actually wanna know if you do or don't.
I don't need an orgasm (ok, so yeah I do but whatevs). I need romance. I need the company of another adult (male). I need affection. And most of all, I need something to look forward to.
And a quick trip to the restroom accomplishes exactly NONE of that.
A quick trip to the restroom accomplishes one thing, and it involves half a roll of TP and some febreeze.
ReplyDeleteNothing like an angst ridden ball of feminine fury. I will start by answering the question you so desperately seek to avoid but yet secretly need to know....yes we do sneak off to the bathroom to practice our karate (wax on wax off karate kid reference...keep up). Or maybe its just me that does that but then again I also use masterbation to cure just about anything short of a bitchy ex wife...but it at least helps me ignore even that world ending black hole of mind numbing soul destruction from whence there is no escape. But I digress...your looking for treasures much more rare my dear. And unfortunately there is no "x" to mark the spot, no Johnny Depp-esq character to show us the way(thank God for small favors). We have only ourselves, our baggage and insecurities to get us where we want to be. We are all following recipes for disaster, so how is it that we look around and see so many that seem to have found their way? Everywhere you turn it seems there's some young couple madly in love, public displays of affection(and I am lobbying for a separate coracle in hell for these people). Maybe its because we only notice when we are alone and its that whole grass is greener thing. I dunno. I don't have answers as I am alone myself but alas all hope cannot be lost. Could be worse....instead of being alone I could be with the wrong one...something to think about. In the end its about faith. And I'm not talking about religious faith or some other such gray area. I'm talking about faith in yourself and the rightness of the world. So ling as you have that you still have hope. People who have lost that faith....are a sad sight to behold and I think we all know one or two.
ReplyDeleteSeriously x-angel WHO ARE YOU???
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ReplyDeleteI'd yank it in the bathroom, but normally I'm too busy sending "head shots" to Baily.
ReplyDeleteP.S. Baily, don't worry about who x-angel1 is, you don't want to know, like a 43 year old bald child molester from Kentucky that lives with his grandmother (that kind of, "you don't want to know").