All of my ex's (don't) live in Texas
So yesterday Effie and I went to grab lunch, and got on the subject of ex's and where they live. She mentioned that a guy in college broke her ability to quote the song "all of my ex's live in Texas" and it made me realize something - none of my ex-girlfriends live in New York anymore.
Not only does this come with the advantage of never having to think about bumping into an ex when you're in disputed or hostile territory (although, frankly, it is great when you bump into one when you're with someone blatantly hotter), but it's easier not to lament what you lost during the Great Stuff Swap when you realize that, while she got the favorite Republic of Ireland t-shirt, you got all of New York City.
I think I'm going to try and break it down further to feel even better about it.
Example:
Not only does this come with the advantage of never having to think about bumping into an ex when you're in disputed or hostile territory (although, frankly, it is great when you bump into one when you're with someone blatantly hotter), but it's easier not to lament what you lost during the Great Stuff Swap when you realize that, while she got the favorite Republic of Ireland t-shirt, you got all of New York City.
I think I'm going to try and break it down further to feel even better about it.
Example:
- Kristin may have kept the shirt given to me at Aberdeen Proving Grounds (sorry Jenni, didn't know how to break it to you that I don't have it anymore), but I got Central Park (advantage, Silverman)
- Michelle may have kept my Eddie Bauer sweatshirt, but I get the Upper West Side (score two for Silverman)
- Lydia never returned classic 8-bit Nintendo games, but I got Murray Hill (wait, I may have to rethink that one, because honestly, what's good about Murray Hill?... Let's go with the Lower East Side. Score anotherone for Silverman)
The list goes on, but you get the idea. Game. Set. Match.
As always, your comments, thoughts, replies welcomed.
posted by Kevin at
2:54 PM
1 Comments:
Sorry kid, you're on your own with the sweatshirt, I definately don't have it, unless you were speaking of another Michelle, but then again, forget the
city, you can gloat over your singleton freedom, as I sit and ponder labor pains and such. Then I"m reminded of a direct quote: "any kidf mine better be born 25 with a brifcase in hand," and then I realize, maybe thats not in your cards for awhile and that clenaing up baby barf does have one perk... hot or not...unconditional love, you may not get that from your blatantly hotter significant other. ;) Thanks for the birthday greetings/heads-up on b-p awareness, I had 2 reasons to party! Booze-free (of course!)
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