Well, folks, I wracked my brains for something, anything to post. Even my mundanity has become too stultifying (a word that I thought meant boring beyond comprehension but I find just means silly or unsound. Poop) to express here without putting myself to sleep, much less MMPers. So, I fall back on that reliable chestnut, humor. This is far from my favorite joke, but I figured it would stir up discussion (or not). Sorry I am late, but I overslept this morning. Oh, and it was my plan to completely MMP this holiday-so no mentions of the esteemed (and he is, very) Dr King…
HER DIARY
Tonight I thought he was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a bar to have a drink. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no comment.
Conversation wasn’t flowing so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk.
He agreed but he kept quiet and absent. I asked him what was wrong; he said nothing. I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said it had nothing to do with me and not to worry. He might be tired after all that golfing today, but that never makes him silent, so I just don’t know.
On the way home I told him that I loved him, he simply smiled and kept driving.
I can’t explain his behavior. I don’t know why he didn’t say I love you too. When we got home I felt as if I had lost him, as if he wanted nothing
to do with me anymore. He just sat there and watched T.V. He seemed distant and absent.
Finally, I decided to go to bed. About 10 minutes later he came to bed, and to my surprise he responded to my caress and we made love, but I still felt that he was distracted and his thoughts were somewhere else. He fell asleep - I cried. I don’t know what to do.
I’m almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster.
HIS DIARY
I shot the worst round of golf in my life today, but at least I got laid.