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oceaxe ([personal profile] oceaxe) wrote2007-11-30 10:26 pm

When the saints come marching drunk

O hai thar. 

I'm a little bit tipsy, and a lot pissed off.

I went to visit a friend of mine who just moved to New Orleans. Let's just call him my ex-boyfriend.

Now, my ex-boyfriend has been lonely in the few months since he moved to NOLA and started getting his PhD in mathematics. He apparently met this interesting young woman with whom he's been hanging out, and recently they started making out and talking about 'seeing' each other. Fine, fine. All's well.

Except... well, she acts like a psycho. This was immediately apparent to me upon meeting her, and said impression was only hugely bolstered by tonight's shenanigans, in which she met us at the fancy restaurant at which we had dinner FUCKING WASTED, insulting the waitress and generally under the impression that the world would excuse her assholish behavior because she's coltishly adorable a la Natalie Portman.

I won't go into the whole sad story. Suffice to say, I pretty soon had my fill, which she could tell (she told my friend 'I think she hates me'- no, sweetheart, I don't hate you- I think you're obnoxious and irritating and I want to get as far away from you as possible as soon as possible, but 'hate' is reserved for those I respect or feel threatened by). So I left.


So far, NOLA is not impressing me. Though the architecture is lovely. And I hear John Goodman lives here.

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