I was still pissed off when I woke up Thursday morning after I’d walked out on Monica in a restaurant the night before. I went to the computer to find the email telling me where Keaton had hidden my phone for my own good (it was inside the box of soda crackers), and made myself … Continue reading All Star Break: Joyce on Thursday
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Home Run Derby
I’m not a big fan of the All Star game (who is?). If you ask me, the best part of last night’s game was having Mike Trout miked up when he was supposed to be fielding. I guess it’s an honor to be picked for an All Star game, but I always wonder how many … Continue reading Home Run Derby
My July 4th in Pasadena
So, yeah, I missed back home on July 4th. And I reckon not just for the Block Burgers. Watching the Dodger game on TV, I wished I’d gotten tickets to be there and see the team win and the fireworks afterwards. I know a Dodger Dog ain’t no Block Burger…but it does come with fireworks … Continue reading My July 4th in Pasadena
Saturday Night with Monica (last part)
I think I told y’all that they know me late-night at the IHOP on Arroyo Parkway. I stop there a lot after hanging out with Monica so I can get a strawberry sundae. (Having a girlfriend who’s always on a diet sucks when you like dessert with dinner.) The hostess/waitress, Alicia, knows me. She’s dang … Continue reading Saturday Night with Monica (last part)
Saturday Night with Monica (part 3)
After Keaton scared the shit out of the bitchass Mexican dude who was trying to start a fight outside of the bar he works at, the totally hot chick bartender who was watching from the doorway hollered “last call!”. I headed for the entrance and passed Miguel and Keaton. Miguel fist-bumped me. Keaton still hadn’t … Continue reading Saturday Night with Monica (part 3)
Saturday Night with Monica (part 2)
After Monica and I had that bullshitass dinner with her bat shit crazy sister, we got into the Prius and drove back to her apartment in Burbank. I had Skynrd CD in the player and hoped I could drown Monica out with it, but, after like a minute, she reached over and turned it off. … Continue reading Saturday Night with Monica (part 2)
Back to Joyce
So I reckon y’all may be wondering about Joyce, since a couple months have gone by since I first met her. I guess y’all may also be wondering about Monica. No, we didn’t break up after she was a total bitch to me on Valentine’s Day. I’m still seeing her. Usually around once a week. … Continue reading Back to Joyce
Joyce
As Monica has no time for social media other than her own, and she doesn’t even know that I’ve started this blog, I reckon I’m pretty safe writing about things you ordinarily wouldn’t want your girlfriend to know about. Like Joyce. It’s just a fact of life that I get hit on a lot at … Continue reading Joyce
The Valentine’s Day Massacre Part 5 (and last)
After getting me in his truck and not telling me where we were going Keaton pulled the truck into a parking lot in a deserted-looking part of Arcadia. I knew the place. I'd been to it before. K*******s. It's a topless sports bar. That's a polite way of saying it's a strip club with a … Continue reading The Valentine’s Day Massacre Part 5 (and last)
The Valentine’s Day Massacre Part 4
Monica ended our Valentine's Day date by telling me she had to be at work early the next morning. The evening had been a disaster, so I was expecting it. Still, that was the most money I'd ever spent on a girl just to get blown off. I got back in the car and drove … Continue reading The Valentine’s Day Massacre Part 4