Fat Green Beans

I call this one Fat Green Bean..
I met him through my brother which was meant to be just a friendship kinda thing. I really liked hanging out with this guy mostly because he was alot of fun and he showed me around redluob town (changed the name of this town too, from privacy reasons ). We hung out quite alot during the summer and he was always really cool to let me crash there when I was to wasted to drive back home (which I mean, wasnt THAT often...) We really started developing a good friendship. And he was even nice enough to introduce me to his very handsome but all to young roommate :) Things seemed grand and this continued for about 4 or 5 months and one sudden dark day, he dropped the biggest green bean of them all on me.. and that was... the L word. Cue world stopping and jaws 3 music and bam! You've got a shell shocked drunk Katie on your hands. So lets emerge ourselves in this little bit in time shall we? "Katie I have to tell you something" -Fat GB "OK go" -Ktc "Well this isn't easy for me but I just gotta tell you how I feel" -FGB "...um OK...."-ktc "its just that.. I think I love you." -FGB "Um FGB no you don't you dont even know me that well other then the light surface you've skimmed" -Ktc "no I do I love you"- FGB "FGB Its just that I cant ever see myself with you and I like you as a friend nothing more so please don't do this"-Ktc "no I have to"-FGB " then I dunno if we can be friends because your feelings are much stronger then mine" -ktc " fine, I hate you, your a whore"-FGB (OK maybe that last text didn't exactly go like that but close enough) And he did proceed to tell everyone we hung out with AND my BROTHER that I was a slut and a whore who should die. Ill never look at Fat Green Beans the same...

Jumbo Jerk

We'll call this next guy ... Jumbo Jerk. I met him at Fridays and we totally hit it off great despite my extreme intoxication, He was even nice enough to make sure I got home safely (ok home to his couch) and he didn't even try to make a dishonest move on me that night. I got his number (although I don't remember much of the night) and later that week he asked me to dinner. I was way excited because this guy was very handsome and very independent and on his feet. Dinner and a movie was a huge success, he even paid for the whole evening (yes I offered to help pay for everything). For the rest of the week he invited me over every night to watch movies and eat dinner (he ordered pizza one night and cooked the next) and I was really starting to dig him alot. Although he did try to get in my nickers (sorry ma) he was very unsuccessful both attempted tries. All seemed grand and a couple weeks passed till one drunken mistake (on his behalf) when he text me at 2 am to see what I was doing. "Going home from downtown" I replied "Come over" was his.... "I cant I've been drinking and have no way there." "Your loss" was his next message.... cue screeching record and jaw drop MY LOSS? MINE? Is this guy for real? "UM no I'm pretty sure its your loss because YOUR the one texting ME and 2 am" was my bullet shot back at him. "Whatever" was his only response..... yeah whatever is right. Jerk. And then this is where you add stupidity to the mix: "So whats the verdict?" He so had the nerve to ask I say "on what?" and he so simply says "coming over" your kidding right? "No can do". And that was the last I ever decided to hear from Jumbo Jerk again.. yes note the decided because it was my decision....