this morning i did the most retarded thing i could possibly imagine…i called her. i didn't talk to her for long, but i somehow convinced her to meet me at the airport before i head down to boston. that was fine and dandy until the following exchange happened:

her: "i can only stay until 4."
me: why?
her: "i'm going to plymouth."
me: to see him?
her: "yes."
:::insert sound of a heart being broken into a million pieces and then set on fire:::

yes, indeedy…it'll be a wonderful day.

one good thing about today, i made quick friends with jay. he and i have been bonding over women and what insane, evil creatures they can be. notice i said "can be." jay and i have officially renamed "him" to "Little Bastard Boy #3." yes sir…it's official. my hate machine is in full gear. to quote the jay: women are "the iranian terrorists of the airline of love."

well said.