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May 05, 2008

The Adventures of Nick Asshat: The Light Dawns, Part Two

I remember very little about the rest of that night, except that I know I went home and cried myself to sleep, or to lack of sleep, probably.  After all of the emotional stuff I went through with that man -- his mother's memorial service, spending time with his little boy, watching his child move far away from him -- and THIS is how it ended.  Unbelievable.  Well, there was only one thing to do now, of course, and as soon as I woke up Saturday morning, that's what I did.

When you go to bed to cry your eyes out, rarely do you take the time out to floss or moisturize.  I certainly didn't remove any eye make-up, because when I woke up I looked like this:

Raccooneyes
(Photo stolen from quino para los amigos on Flickr)

Except with a fresh perm, fuzzy from sleep, which looked like this:
Blondeafro
(Photo stolen from these guys)

So we're left with this:
Blondeafroraccooneyes

Yes, that's about right.  So, miserable as I was, I did the only logical thing: I pulled on a crappy brown sweatshirt -- the same crappy brown sweatshirt I'm wearing at this moment, coincidentally -- and some jeans, and sort of washed my face.  Then I climbed into my car and drove to where I knew Nick Asshat's friend was working that morning.  I walked up to him bravely, with a determined look in my blurry eyes.  He looked at me, recognized me, and said hi.

And I asked him out for a drink.

to be continued . . .

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I did it on porpoise there bombed mom. Not freudian by far. I am literally a fertilizing cannon.

and Check out Crazy Frog. My 4yo loved it.

That last picture looks a lot like a young Dr. Phil during his goth period.

Pins and needles, Foolery. Seriously.

Poot, you typed "impotently" instead of "importantly". Freudian slip?

BTW, Foolery, you won! Details on my blog.

wait a minute.... that last pic is exactly how I look every morning upon exiting the shower....

I'm too lazy to take my mascara off the night before

"eyes. He looked at me, recognized me, and said hi.
And I asked him out for a drink.
to be continued . . ."

Thats pretty 'Loosey Goosey' for this crowd, LauFoo.

Were you Always that easy?

Maybe more impotently, "are you STILL that easy"?

Jes chekkin cauz inquirin minds need to know. Right Ladies?

Here have some RAEL FUN:
http://www.fetchfido.co.uk/games/crazy-frog/axel-f.htm

it's all the rage on the continent


You're awesome! I can't wait to read this afternoon's installment. And then tonight's.

And just so you know, I can repeat yesterday's comment--yeah, this sounds familiar.

...Ah yes, I can hear the words from my strict German grandmother echoing in my head, "remember dear, two wrongs don't make it right"... But then, my own voice is forever speaking louder and it is saying, "go for the jugular 'foolery'!"..."HA!" lol...Yeah, I'd listen to my own voice... ;o)

...Just wanted to say 'thank you' for visiting my place the other day - I've lurked here for awhile, found you thru CBW up there. And btw CBW, you could always go for the Cindy Brady look. I hear pig tails are makin' a comeback...lol... ;o)

...And am I the only one here finding the 'new look' refreshing and a lil' liberating?...

...Blessings... :o)

Only true love could see through a look like that into the core goodness of a person.

YAY! Atta girl. I cannot believe they are still friends. Men.

Okay, this was way to short! LOL

Revenge...I love it!

Proud of you, girl!

Excellent move!! Bravo. Good for you. I'm glad Asshat didn't steal your confidence even if he stole your heart.

By the way, I look like that first picture on any given day. And the poodle dog look? I had that too in the Big Hair days of the 80's. What a nightmare. Now I go more for the Marsha Brady 70's look. I'm not sure which one is worse.

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