Do you have friends?
Do you have bad friends?
Do you have friends that are so bad, they have actually ruined your life once or twice?
I know someone who has friends like that. I would like to tell him, but I think that would be rude. So I'll just keep it to myself. (And my blog.)
Dear Self (and Blog),
He was nice. He was cute. He had really lovely eyes. He rides motorcycles and he was timely and a good driver. He got the door for me and pulled out my chair and told me to get whatever I wanted.
I will not be seeing him again.
It's not his fault, really. I can look past the fact that his car was called the blunt cruiser. Not blunt as in dull, blunt as in a blunt. I can look past the fact that I didn't get home until 1:30 when really, I should have been home by 12, with how the night was going. I can look past the awkward questions that made me feel like I was being evaluated for marriage.
But I cannot look past his friends, and so, cute motorcycle RM entreupreuner, I bid you farewell. May your taste in friends someday be as good as your taste in girls.