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oneirophrenia) wrote2005-09-15 11:20 am
oneirophrenia) wrote2005-09-15 11:20 am
And I thought *I* went through some crazy shite....
SomethingAwful.com's Comedy Goldmine the other day was a story about a fellow who dated one of the most psychotic women EVER. Read it and weep!
This guy's experience clearly and utterly trumps anything I've ever encountered. I have never had to saw through a futon in order to free myself from handcuffs. I have never had to deal with a ho who literally gangbanged most of the music department. I have had to deal with the inexplicable crying, the psychotic mind games, and the lying, though, and I must say reading a tale like this only confirms my deep-rooted misogyny.
The really amusing thing about this story, however, is that somehow the description of "Roxy" really reminds me of a girl who once hit on me at Ceremony back in...February or March, I think. I was far too concerned with getting horrendously drunk, so obviously that didn't go anywhere--THANK THE GODS! There's almost no chance that the two women were the same, but I definitely smelled the schizophrenia on this chick's breath or something, because she just creeped me out. But now that I've read this tale of hysterical dating woe I must say that I would not be surprised one bit if "Roxy" had somehow ended up at Ceremony and, of course, was drawn right to my ass.
This guy's experience clearly and utterly trumps anything I've ever encountered. I have never had to saw through a futon in order to free myself from handcuffs. I have never had to deal with a ho who literally gangbanged most of the music department. I have had to deal with the inexplicable crying, the psychotic mind games, and the lying, though, and I must say reading a tale like this only confirms my deep-rooted misogyny.
The really amusing thing about this story, however, is that somehow the description of "Roxy" really reminds me of a girl who once hit on me at Ceremony back in...February or March, I think. I was far too concerned with getting horrendously drunk, so obviously that didn't go anywhere--THANK THE GODS! There's almost no chance that the two women were the same, but I definitely smelled the schizophrenia on this chick's breath or something, because she just creeped me out. But now that I've read this tale of hysterical dating woe I must say that I would not be surprised one bit if "Roxy" had somehow ended up at Ceremony and, of course, was drawn right to my ass.
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