And then there were two

I was not sure which blog to publish this post on. I suppose either would do. It could fit under rants or dating. Either or neither. I suppose its all how you look at it.

I am going through a transitional period in my life right now. I find my bullshit tolerance levels are at their lowest points in recent memory. I started cutting away those paper friends who felt the only reason to know me was to use me. I know why I developed friendships like that. I just have a hard time understanding why I kept them.

I was out with the girlfriend Saturday when Jill called. The first time she rang I didn't answer the phone. The texts came in saying it was an emergency. So I did answer the second time. She had that same misanthropic tone coated with an extra helping of sullen dispair. When I asked her what was wrong she responded "My girlfriend wont put out."

Lets stop there for some background. Her only complaint about the so called woman of her dreams is that she doesnt put out when jill snaps her fingers. It was bad enough that she nearly dumped her that weekend. and the phone calls I got epotimized the one sided friendship we held. Time and time again I would take these calls. Time and time again i would be disgusted with the outcome.

Anyway, I lost my temper. I told her I felt she was a toxic person and I did not want her calling me again.

That was the theme of the weekend. I was cutting off dead limbs.

Maybe that was a bit harsh..maybe not.

Thanks for reading

The Masorti