sassy

Sassy single girl had a melt down today.

Going through yet another break-up with The Boy hasn't been easy, but I was convinced it was the best thing for both of us, and was determined to move on.  We gave it a second chance, we weren't good, we were awful to each other and didn't have fun anymore...life is too short for that mess.  I puffed up my chest, dried my tears, put on a happy face (and my skinny jeans, which thanks to the break-up diet I can fit into)...and then I got asked out.

You're thinking "awesome!" "you go girl!" "good for you!" right?  Yeah, I was too, and then I had a panic attack.  Full blown...crying in the car, freaking the f*%K out, pour a very large glass of wine upon arriving home, panic attack.  I then had to CALL the guy I had just agreed to go out with on Saturday night, and explain that I was crazy despite accepting his offer initially, I could not go out after all, because I was not ready to date.

Now there is ANOTHER man on the planet that thinks I am insane.  That makes, at least, a dozen.

Awesome.

I am  rockin' this single thing.

In a little nod to the old days, when I used to do "S%*t that doesn't suck" I thought I would share this little video...friend of mine says it reminds him of me.  Only in my OWN mind am I this cool (or sing this well), but since I needed a little pick me up I listened pretended I was and rocked out.  Enjoy.