Tuesday, April 13, 2010

it's pronounced "piss-chick"

A friend of mine who is a counsellor whom I have a very close and open friendship with sent me an SMS out of the blue this morning saying:

You've been popping into my head all morning. How are you? All OK?

I replied:

Sure, I'm fine, just a little conflicted over some stuff that has happened in the last couple of days.

I ended up elaborating a little on what was confusing me. Essentially my gut feeling was fighting with my tendency to see the best in people. My friend happened to have first hand experience with the person causing the conflict and happened to have some information pertaining to said conflict.

Fucking tops.

Hooray for psychic friends.


At 4:26 PM, Blogger joe*to*hell said...

fucking bottoms


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