Gangsters don't kill...

...but, well, you lied.

Well they tried to kill you on your way home from work. You can easily distinguish between red and green, but as you learned today, Gangsters can not. You were nearly t-boned by two blinging Gangsters in a purple cadillac with superdupershiny 1,000,000 inch wheels.

Fortunately a nearby Paladin cast Divine Intervention and the Gangster's super high crit rate was rendered null.

World of Warcraft reference FTW!

WoW... Talk about sobering.

Sleepless-For-Seattle just IMed you and you're nothing short of confused. Sleepless-For-Seattle is pretty much the reason you smoke. He is also who you "left" for The-Gemini, who you actually left for The-Boyfriend. Sleepless-For-Seattle and yourself have been keeping your Not-Relationship going for the better part of three years now. He calls you randomly. You IM him on occasion. And without fail you always end up talking about how Stupid-For-Seattle became Sleepless-For-Seattle. You have never known exactly how to say your sorry to him, and even though you know he'll never read this, you truly are sorry for the way things turned out.

Every time you talk to Sleepless-For-Seattle you hate him a little more. But you digress. You only try to hate him.

You wish you didn't know that it's really yourself you hate a little more every time you talk to him. Damnit.