Artsy Craftsy
Posted: August 20, 2011 Filed under: Uncategorized Leave a commentI checked in with Granny to fill her in on my date. “Oy, an asshole and on top of it a bore? I can’t believe ya didn’t sock him in the face. Forget him,” she instructed.
I would love to forget him, but annoyingly Paul won’t let me. I thought we ended things pretty clearly but the punk had the nerve to text me at 1am the past two nights to see what I’m doing.
“The man has no tact,” Granny said, “Next! You need someone more artsy craftsy, ya know? Someone who can relate to you and your lifestyle. Maybe someone who works with their hands? But no starving artists, at the very least, a middle of the road artist.”
The hunt is on.
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