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People always laugh at me when I tell them I'm scared of pencils, because they can't fathom why anyone would fear a puncture wound or lead poisoning from a pencil, especially now that it's impossible to get lead poisoning since they don't actually contain lead. But those fuckers are sharp, and I have nightmares about getting cornered in a room and repeatedly stabbed with one. Somehow knives don't frighten me, even though they are the more obvious tool for both a real and imagined stabbing.
Because when you're a 23-year old party girl who has to pee you don't really think about the possibility that your nerdy bouncer friend might suddenly start acting like a trench-coated pedophile who flashes kids at the park.
The entire partying lifestyle was superficial in my experience, and most of my friendships were as deep as a shot glass and as short-lived as a pack of cigarettes.
The next day I received a phone call from Mr. Pride which began, "So, I heard you won Ho of the Year." Well when you put it like that it didn't sound like such an accomplishment.
Judge me if you must, but keep in mind how very little pleasure I could have possibly derived from a one-thrust sex session, a quickie in a closet, and a come-free drunken hookup.
If anything, you should feel sorry for me.
Lesson learned: If a guy tells you you're his second choice, don't make him your first.
Most memoirs about alcoholism, promiscuity, and addiction are deep, sobering tales full of scars that will never heal and include alarming statistics and reflection about recovery.
This is not one of those memoirs.
Lesson learned: Don't ever put a guy up on a pedestal. It's too easy for him to tip over and fall off.
Lesson learned: If you're already resorting to writing shitty poetry (not the lovey-dovey kind) to get your guys attention within one month of meeting him, he is not the one.
In an attempt to help me move on from my failed marriage, my mom set me up with Jesus Freak. In fact, the stoner hadn't even finished moving out when she told me not to worry, because she already had someone better lined up for me. I was just lonely and desperate enough to endure a four-month celibate long distance relationship with a guy who read 15 chapters of the Bible and prayed for two hours every day and expected me to follow suit. He wanted to give our hypothetical children Bible names and for us to move to Korea to become missionaries.
