I'm not one for publicly dishing personal information as the norm, but I need to get this off my chest and I need a blog entry so...two birds with one stone I guess.
The Boyfriend ended things tonight. I cannot form a coherent sentence to explain how it went down, but when I turned on the TV this music video was on and fits the situation perfectly, so I'll let Gwen Stefani do it for me:
Thanks, Gwen. You and Alanis are always there when I need you. Just like my cats. I appreciate that kind of dependability.
Edit: Speaking of being there for me - Vidya, Eileen, Vickie: you ladies rock. Thank you for everything. This is exactly why a woman should never choose a relationship over her friends.