Working towards closure
March 5, 2008
I’ve come to the conclusion that selling my Jeep to someone who works with me was a bad idea… It’s like dumping your girlfriend, and then seeing her leaving your neighbor’s house the next morning with her panties in her hand… Every day, for the rest of your life…
…not that I know what that’s like mind you… I was just saying that’s what I THINK it would compare to…
Yeah, she wasn’t the youngest, prettiest girl rolling around here, but she was MY old piece… Now she’s with another… I get a little choked up still… *sniff
…At least he’s keeping her clean…
She was costing you too much money and, quite frankly, you’ve admitted you don’t wash your vehicles too often anyway… so think of it like adoption — you’re giving her a new life because you love her and you want what’s best for her.
Btw, Trouble — we reached 70 degrees here on Sunday. Yesterday, we got ice, 3 inches of snow, and a high of 23 degrees. Enjoy paradise…
Your fault. You gave it up. Just get a better car, as there’s nothing that gets your mind off an ex like an even hotter girlfriend.
I couldn’t stand to look at it every day. I had to sell my Jeep and fucking cried about it like a baby for two weeks. At least she went to a groovy high school girl who was ready to take care of her. But I was out of town when they towed her away. I like to think of her as still parked in my old garage. You can’t go back, but to have it rubbed in your face just blows.
Oooerr, I couldn’t do it. I’d be all like, “Bitch, betta change that oil. You change that oil yet? I said change it!”
Who’s ya daddy now? [Okay, Angelina says it better...]