Really....Comfortable?!?!?!?!? - tia
I know that I just wrote a post called Comfortable. But for real...this time it is so....it's sooo. Just read.
I love the feed back that we get from our readers. Most of the time anyway. Recently, in response to my last post, one of our faithful readers sent me an email detailing her very similar situation. In the post she mentioned the John Mayer song Back To You. As fitting as the song is for both our situations, the more I thought about it the more I realized that Comfortable (at least for me) is my life right now. OH PLEASE NO!!!!!
See if you can follow:
I sleep with this new girl I'm still getting used to
Tag (@ my house before dinner) - I'm seeing this girl. She likes me way more than I like her.
My friends all approve, say "She's gonna be good for you"
Tag 2 @ dinner a few night after the bday incident - That girl with Tag seemed really nice.
They throw me high fives
Also uttered by Tag 2 - And she's really cute. You know I love brunettes
She says the Bible is all that she reads
We all go to church together so this one was sorta a gimme
And prefers that I not use profanity, your mouth was so dirty
I would in NO way say that I have a "dirty mouth" but I have been known to use a...ummm...swear word on occasion
Life of the party and she swears that she's artsy
It kinda seemed like Skipper was trying to little too hard to hang with us and be, shall we say, relevant. At one point I texted Toya who was sitting at the end of the table, "She's a little too new to be trying to be a smart@**. She has to earn that."
But you could distinguish Myles from Coltrane
Man, she didn't know the difference b/w Noel and Ben on Felicity. And she called herself a fan.
As I lay in yet another hotel bed last night thinking about the whole thing, I had to laugh. Of all of the John Mayer songs that my life could be like it's Comfortable?!?!?! Can I get down with a little Wonderland (in the context of marriage of course) or maybe some Come Back To Bed (again, in context) or even St. Patrick's Day. Why COMFORTABLE?????
Dude...I'm out. I'm done. I wants no more. Tag can be on his way. And although I just came to the realization that Ben Covington is my prototype (I'll have to expound on that later.) I'm done. I can't take the Y-chromosome individuals any more. It is what it is. And what it is is NONSENSE. Dude, I'M OUT
And she exits to Digable Planets' Cool Like Dat