Mookie, you’re starting to slay me, man. 
I’d be off like a robbers dog. Obviously she wasn’t the one.
So she waited until after Christmas so she could get a present, and until after New Year’s Eve so she could have a date. Old, old trick; guys pull it too.
Whole lotta fish in the sea and all that. Just move on.
I feel your pain, Quimby and Martian.
I was dumped on 30 Dec 09. After a couple of false starts, I found a really sweet man who I’ve been dating the past couple of months. There’s hope yet!
Here’s to a better 2011 for you both.
Maybe if you change your name to Pearl Jam..?
I got dumped on New Year’s Eve once, but the only thing that pissed me off about it is that she insisted on us having a “last night together”…which I went through with, but didn’t even get a farewell lay or anything like that.
What did you do? Cuddle? 
Quimby, you’ll probably do better next time anyway.
Rough, man. Hope you at least went dutch.