i would really like to not notice dates on the calendar that i should not notice.
today is may the second.
yep. and i woke up aware of this, annoyed at first. and then i decided that rather than be annoyed, i should actually be thankful.
because were it not for this man, who is today turning 33 (oh look at that! he's still four years older than i am! muahahahaha!), i would never have had the nerve to move to san francisco:
featured above is a man who was sweet and nice and great and supportive. until he WASN'T and then left me. OVER THE PHONE. while i was visiting with with my terminally ill mother.
yes. he. did.
so you know, when something like that happens--and by "something like that" i mean the man you said vows to leaving you OVER THE PHONE--you get a little bit testy.
and then you find yourself thinking things like, "you know what? i'll bet someplace 3,000 miles away would be nice. i hear san francisco is beautiful. i think maybe i should move there. yeah, okay." and then you do.
and then it's four years later and it turns out san francisco is beautiful and moving there has been the best thing ever. and you have so many amazing things (friends and dates and cats and yarn and best of all a BLOG where you can post pictures of your AGING ex who would be MORTIFIED to see his mug on this site should he ever come across it, ha ha), you hardly ever concern yourself with thoughts of that very bad man.
except maybe on his birthday.