A horribly bitchy post

 

Our last night in Colorado we went out with a group of friends for dinner. 

 

Fortunately for me, I was next to this guy who seemingly spins around his own orbit.  Not only that, but he used the "quote" fingers so much I was on the verge of a panic attack.  Nobody could talk about anything without him having been there/done that and told all about it, having a better story (ok, kind of like me), but the dinner went down to a basic silence where everyone else just shut up and let him talk.  Yes, I shut up too.

 

Never mind the fact that this guy watched the whole "Dancing with the stars" series (he excitedly told the table who had actually won the the whole thing) and that he ate bull testicles without knowing,   Actually, he did find out after trying the first one, but then kept on eating them and complaining. 

 

I don't know, a square in a hole?  I couldn't for the life of me figure out why I found him so annoying, yet he's probably the one guy who would jump in a lake if I was drowning.  And to save me, not to push my head under, which would then leave me indebted to him for life and I would learn to like him and have to defend him the rest of my days to those other shallow people like me.

 

Ah, the complexities of us.  It's not life that's complicated.  Life is easy, you are born, grow, and then die.  We complicate it in between just so we have something to do.  I mean, if this guy hadn't annoyed me so much, I would have one less entry on my journal...

 

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