My sister gave me a gift yesterday. Who doesn't love getting gifts?
This was a horrible gift. It wasn't a bad shirt, an ugly necklace, some girly thing that I have no use for - I've asked for a jigsaw for years. Do I get one? No. Never.
My sister got me a Boyfriend in a Box. Oh, how I laughed!
Honestly, I tried very hard not to look disgusted. If you don't date often, people think gifts like this are HILARIOUS! I'm past mustering a chuckle. It wasn't so much that it was a insulting, passive-aggressive gift, as it was that he was ugly. They have something like nine possible boyfriends. This guy was the second ugliest. He has that thin, freckly skin and a moustache. He honestly looked like a guy she tried to fix me up with when I was seventeen. Seems like 20 years later she would have caught on, that isn't my taste.
Speaking of taste, I like blonds now. I don't know why. I've never, ever, ever, liked light-haired men. The lightest haired guy I ever dated had light brown hair with a hint of red.
I'm still not taken with blue eyes, which is a bit of a dilemma. Many blond men have blue eyes. Yeah, I have no point there. It just confuses me. I've always liked dark, straight hair, now I'm turning my head to check out curly-headed blonds? How can a change like that occur, almost overnight?
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