v-day (the born romantic)

you remember jenny? when my brother met her, he took me aside and whispered, "hey phil, she's got nice gazongas" and he hit me on the arm, like "attaboy". i broke up with her on valentine's day last year.

there was a longer post where this one is now, but when i wrote it i realized how much it still bothers me. when you hear the story, it doesn't sound quite so bad, but then you hear more, and it sounds a lot worse. i'll tell you in person sometime.