the annoyed slut

Why do guys think it's totally okay to whine, bitch, or ignore their girlfriends, yet if we miss one text to take a pee, there will be eighteen more saying "baby? baby? BABY?! WHY ARE YOU IGNORING ME?!"

And why is it okay for them to call the shots about sex? Why can my boyfriend tell me we aren't having sex anymore when we both want it, and it's my body that would be getting pregnant?

Maybe I'm just bitchy today or something.

Anyway, I went for a random walk around town today. People must think I'm clinically depressed or something, I do this at least once a week if it's nice out. Today I did it in a colorful skirt and wedge heels... oh well. So I wandered around, saw my friend Fuckhead's mom, which was weird. Then, as I was taking a back street on the way home (I had wanted to look at an imprint in the sidewalk and didn't want to seem even more crazy by abruptly stopping, staring at the ground, then turning around and heading back the way I came) I saw an old buddy. He'd lived on my street until a few months ago, and I was psyched to see him again.

We had little chitchats about everything, from my dirty hippie ex to my current bf (I did, in fact, whine a bit, but it was okay cause my buddy agreed with me) and then about the nasty motorcycle accident he got in.

Apparently he broke both his arms back in between the elbow and the wrist, and they had to cut his pants, shirt, gloves and boxers off him. Guess what they found after cutting off his boxers?

ONE OF HIS NUTS WAS FALLING OUT OF HIS NUTSACK. I kid you not. He split his sack or something when he crashed. Holy shit, I did not know that could even ever happen.

And he told me all this in front of his seven year old daughter.