Who, me? The
Devil? You’re kidding me, right? Do you know me? <- Pretty much my response
(albeit in my head…but once I get that telepathy thing working, I am sure it
will all work out).
Kitty started dating again this year. And while it has killed me not blog about it,
it really is something that I have tried to keep private. Today I break the silence and have some
stories to tell. Are you ready?
For the next month there will be posts each week. I have dated four guys this year, so it works
out for an October theme! Haha! Kitty’s
Random Man-alope Adventures thus far of 2013.
All I can tell you now is the end of the story. I am left with a, WHAT NOW question mark on
my forehead. With that said… I will tell
about the #5 guy who I rationalize as not dating because nothing happened I
left knowing him with more stale confusion than I had thought possible.
Are you ready? We
will call him V.
I met a man this year, younger, attractive in an oddly
brilliant beyond his age and bizarre way.
Long story short, he was a virgin and wanted yours truly to take him
flower and pluck each petal from it.
Obviously, I was shocked and had to high tale it out of that situation
quickly. Kitty is not about training,
teaching or molding men. If I have
learned anything in the past 30+ years it’s that Kitty is not good at it and
most importantly, Kitty aint got no time for that! Needless to say, I still have a puppy dog
following me around and I am pretty damn close to calling the pound.
While the above tale is true and the names have been changed
to protect the innocent, it is pretty damn boring. So where do we go now?? Haha Up, I tell ya! Up! Right fuckin up in the sky
and each week in October you will hear some good shit. Some shit that while I was in it, I may not
have seen the humor, but now…oh yah…now I see it.
So here come the posts. Advice Wednesday will be on hiatus until some of you Manalopes and Bitchachos come up with something again. A full year of Advice posts either on the blog or on the page's wall and you all must either be cured or are tired of hearing me answer your requests for advice with, What the fuck are you thinking. haha
Smoochie!
Smoochie!


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