it must be the hormones

So, about 2 years ago, I was seeing this gnome of a man named, John. Things ended BADLY for us. I would sleep with other men. And finally, he found the love of his life and told me I was ugly. I left him and was devastated... over nothing, really.

I found out that he's working at a place up in Sacramento called Parygary's by talking to another cook that works for a sister restaurant. I knew it was him but needed confirmation. So I asked. I asked the guy not to tell John that I asked about him.

Anyway John calls in live and I get his call. I don't know if he knows it's me or not but all of a sudden, a wave of just being bitchy came through me. I wanted to hang up on him. But I held my composure and took his order.

Wow I must be PMSing... he was hung like a peanut...