taking note, part two.
as i previously mentioned in part one, i’ve turned into my mother–leaving myself reminder notes on my front door. apparently ben thought i need a little reminder as well. sadly, i just now noticed it.
this past month of dating suddenly makes sense! damn you benjaminoballbaby!
Cockblocked by a note! Can’t say I’ve heard of that before.
One of my old g/f’s mother’s used to leave notes like “DON’T MIX BLEACH AND AMMONIA” around the house. No one could quite figure out if it was to warn strangers against such bad chemical mixing or just a statement of base principles.
That’s funny, even funnier that it worked!
dennis: at least i didn’t lose a boyfriend with a post it. (sex in the city)
theorris: my mom would tell me that each and every time i cleaned the bathroom as a kid. now, i’m just thankful she didn’t feel the need to leave those notes.
anon: and that it did…sad.