poor boy

the rules suck. you know what they suck.

last night my saturday night date called me. he was like, uh, should we be going out saturday night? i told my friend i was going out with you on saturday & he said "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?"

i said, oh, yes, because we weren't engaged? actually, i told MY friends how refreshing it was to have a saturday night date without it meaning you have to be engaged first. i told him how annoying it was to date a guy for months & not get a sat night date. you wonder when you're going to make the cut & who else has got the "prime" spot.

then he said he felt dumb for calling me. & i was like, nah, my other guy friends are confused about the rules too.

ladies, and gentlemen, the rules should be about getting people together, not driving them apart. it seems now that all the rules do is drive people apart.

f* the saturday night date rule. i wanted to text him back & tell him, hey, there are still 60 minutes in an hour on saturday night like every other night...and there are MORE saturdays in the future. so if you have a bad date, SO WHAT.

bush will still be president when you wake up. (UGH) (says this undecided independent voter...)