Was it something I Said?

Do you ever get the feeling that you might have done something or said something that fucked things up? But not really sure what it is? That’s the feeling I got right now.

The problem is women do tend to over analyze everything to the point of irrationality. But how can we not sometimes? Especially dealing with idiot men or people - yes people - I didn’t fuck up anything up with a man.

But maybe I did. Shit. I’ll tell you It’s tough writing a blog where most of the people reading it are friends and/or family. You don’t want, well can’t put it all out there without reaping some embarrassment but isn’t that the point of a commentary blog? (I think I just made that up - commentary blog) If I bring my life up don’t I need to at least give some details??

Its a quagmire (I sometimes like to bold the big fancy words) all right. An emotional one at that.

One that I will wrestle with later. All I fucking know is Saturday Jan 2nd everything was fine. Then I pop a text on Jan 7th and have been ignored from then on.

Maybe they (yes they not he) left for South America earlier than we all thought? And there is no service? Or they lost their cell phone? Though when that has happened in the past I have gotten an email informing me about it and there was new phone in hand within 24 hours (who the fuck can live without a phone these days??)

Hmmmm..

any theories? I will keep you posted on this one.

I told you there would be changes to this blog.

Deal with it.