Singular Understanding

A very good friend of mine was broken up with this week.

I have no interest in revealing who this person is on the internet, but suffice it to say she is a singularly fantastic soul that was tragically under appreciated by the ass clown that was lucky enough to get to touch her boobies for 6 months.

She is taking it really really well. I remember my last breakup pre-Geoff that started with me taking 8 shots of tequila with my then roommates and ended with me trying to explain to a near stranger why its normal that I sometimes cry and burp tequila whilst making out on a bar stool. And I didnt even like that relationship that much.

Turns out there are classier ways to do things.

She has decided to avoid alcohol (clever girl) and perhaps barstools all together for a while, and is instead pouring her attention into more productive things like how to steal wine from his house.

In the meantime I have volunteered to deface his car (in a non-permanent, cant-get-arrested-for kind of way) and talked straight trash about him for the last three days. Because fuck him thats why.

Supportive, thy name is Mariana.