I guess I should start with the beginning of last night rather than the juiciest of the stories.

The Postman's most recent ex asked me if he could be in the wife's club. I'm the first wife and he is the second wife. This is becoming a very sick relationship. Both have already moved on to the next. I am being the sophisticated first wife and just being bitter and single.

I was out with a co-worker who downed several tequila shots mixed with beer as soon as we hit the bar. I was taking it cool with a vodka tonic. Just a very chill night for me. Maybe find someone to flirt with but I went in with no expectations. She on the other hand went in with drunken expectations. It might also be good to add that I had slept literally all day because I think that I might be sick.

Her friend shows up and we are all chatting and having fun. Then she runs into a former friend and they get into it. Then my first ex in St. Louis (I don't remember his nickname if he even had one) and this boy start flirting and then making out. Right in front of me. Not cool. They all get just a little bit drunker and I start to talk to other people to get away. This is when I started to turn into a bitch. They invite me to go to Novak's with them. I suggested maybe we take two cars but they say no. I leave my jacket in the van and head in to drink a lot because I don't have to be responsible.

The boys still continue to make out right in front of us. Co-worker suggests that we go to the other side of the bar. I play some video crack while she runs around drunk dialing. At some point, she gets into it with her friend and he says he wants to go home. He asked her if that was ok. Of course it isn't ok. It is a very rude/uncouth thing to do. He goes ahead and leaves us at the bar. Stranded. Pissy. Drunk. My jacket still in his van. What fucking drama. I was pissed as fuck.

We eventually got a ride home. I really just wanted to go home at this point. Cut my losses. I'm done.

So today, I start over. New beginning. Rethink what I'm doing. Get a haircut.





Color, highlight and haircut. Freakin awesome. I love it. I also made my way downtown to take care of a ticket so I didn't get thrown in jail. Start fresh.