I knitted Scott a scarf for his birthday last November, and invited the curse.
Scott and I broke up yesterday. Long story short, he promised two months ago to move from Indianapolis to Chicago. However, in that time he's really not made any progress toward moving up here. The worst thing is that the jerk hung up on me. It's not like we were having a nasty fight, he just hung up out of spite.
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I'm really pissed off that all our seven month relationship deserved was a five minute conversation in which he gave up and then hung up on me.
This means that the Indy trip will involve even more booze and egging his car!
R.
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