I'm prettier than you are.
Wednesday, 27 February 2008
Brother, can you spare the time?

Dearest B,

You live just across the park from me, a 15-minute bus ride tops, and work two subway stops away. Yet in the past 1-1/2 years that I’ve lived in this apartment that places us so relatively close to each other, every attempt I’ve made to get together has been ignored. I hate to sound like our mother, who complains to ME all the time that you never call HER, but, hey, what the fuck is your problem? Are you JUST NOT THAT INTO ME? Must I remind you I’m your sister and not a date?

Blow me,

fresh-baked at 10:23 PM
Comments

Thomas, I am so sorry to hear about your brother.

Offered by: jamied on March 8, 2008 10:32 AM

Sorry for my absence. My brother passed away last week, and once I returned home, I found the youngest, seemingly healthiest, of my kitties had been felled by a heretofore undiagnosed heart condition.

I'm a wreck... a 220 pound (and lowering) wreck takes time to fix...

Offered by: Thomas on March 6, 2008 10:40 AM

My sister lives about 2 miles from me, has one of my precious offspring, and despite being the foremost authority on everything, can't even bother to call and tell me how to live my life anymore.

Some people!

Offered by: Da Goddess on March 4, 2008 2:46 AM

I can't identify with shedding tears over WANTING to see your family...totally foreign concept to me. They are evil, mean, vendictive people that should suffer a slow humiliating...something terrible.

Offered by: jamied on March 1, 2008 5:40 PM

This post nearly brought me to tears. Sincerely.

Offered by: Leslie on March 1, 2008 2:34 PM

I have no flaws. I'm Elle McPherson (sp) with a penis.

Offered by: Ds on February 28, 2008 6:44 PM

Your brother must still be sore about the raisins.

Offered by: KarenZipdrive on February 28, 2008 11:02 AM

Ds, you no I've never been won to point out a person's flaws to make myself look or feel better butt we all know I'm the authority on spelling. Tit's "you're" not "your."

They're. C were we can help each other out their? It's construction critter citizens.

Jodi, call me next time your peeking and we'll go over they're together. Some call it stalking, I call it luuuv.

Offered by: jamied on February 28, 2008 12:59 AM

Sorry. But while we're on the subject, quit peeking in my windows when I don't return your calls. Your really freaking my girlfriend out.

Offered by: Ds on February 27, 2008 11:01 PM