A random thought pooped into my head today: it has been exactly 20 years since the first time I ever asked a girl on a date. Well, like, 20 years and a day? Or a week? I’m 98% sure it was on a Saturday, but whether it was the 19th or 26th, I haven’t got a clue. I can’t pinpoint these things that precisely.
Anyway, she turned me down. To make myself feel better, I bought a PlayStation 2. Oh, how different life might have been…
Coincidentally, it’s been 10 years (and a month) since my ex-wife walked out on me. Fortunately, there are currently no women in my life in that capacity, and thus my heart cannot possibly be broken this year. The cycle of pain ends! Hooray!
(Please note that I did notice the typo in the first paragraph and almost corrected it, but then I decided that it’s funnier as-is.)