May 1, 2007
Why You Should Never Write About Happiness
Because when you do, you start your day with your car being backed into, and although you tell the woman not to worry about the damage on this fine spring morning and send her on her way, thinking that she’ll pay it forward and karma’s goodness may just end up knocking on your door, it just doesn’t happen like that.

Instead, on a beautiful drive home from work, you get the privilege of passing him walking down the street that still connects you, even though you are the absolute furthest thing from being connected. He hasn’t moved apartments, his gait hasn’t changed, the name emblazoned on the back of the softball jersey is the same. And apparently your want to run up and touch him and know him again hasn’t budged much either.

And this time you make it one block before crying, even though it has been so long and life has gone on in countless ways and directions. Because in a split second you never want to go out on one of these blasted dates ever again, or invest your soul in anyone ever, ever again, because it all just ends up like this down the road anyway.

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Blogger Emily said...

All I can say is - I hear that.

Blogger Sizzle said...

if it is possible for two people to have the same day when located at the farthest points across the continent, we are.

hugs.

Blogger Kate said...

Kris--

Nothing to say but I'm sorry your day sucked and that I think you are the total greatest.

Much love from Chicago. Big Hugs, Manicures and Martinis your way hun.

xoxo
Kate

Blogger brookem said...

im sorry you had a rough day. here's hoping some good karma is on its way over there...

and if nothing else, you can probably laugh at one of the moronic things the idol contestants/judges/ryan will pull tonight.

Blogger egan said...

Shit, that's a crappy day. Sorry to hear this. Let's hope the week improves for you or else I will have to send flowers. Take care.

Blogger janet said...

I'm sorry :( sending virtual wine your way...

Blogger Desiree said...

Wow. I'm so sorry for you and wish I knew you so we could have a glass or bottle of wine together!

I had a day like this recently - my ex and I live on the same street-very close by, and I saw him driving down it and me driving up it and he was with someone else. That's when it ended. Oh the pain! Wishing YOU better days.

Blogger lisa q. said...

drink, drink, drink...'nuff said...

Blogger EDW said...

OMG, WORD. And the worst part for me is that everything that went wrong and dragged me down today was my own damn fault, at the core. I'm not sure if that's more or less annoying than when the universe seems to conspire against you - tough call. Here's a glass of red, raised to tomorrow!

Blogger Danielle said...

sorry you had a crap day. i think it was a like that all around... must have been in the air. i spent a few minutes in tears on a street corner myself. hope it turns around for you and for everyone! xx, d

Blogger Bill said...

Geez ... and here I was feeling bad about not making a dental appointment.

What's to say? Been there, felt that (in a guy way), don't want to be there again.

Tomorrow I'm calling the damned dentist.

(The preceding made sense in my mind.)

Blogger Miss Scarlet said...

Stupid days. Maybe tomorrow will be amazing!

Blogger kris said...

exactly. this is why i blog the bad AND the good, party people. it all balances out. ;) love you guys.

Blogger *kb* said...

I love your writing and can definitely relate. May tomorrow be a better day!

Blogger Jessica said...

Shit. *hugs*

Blogger whiskeymarie said...

Wine.
People magazine.
Bad T.V.
Carbs.
Drunk Blogging.

Works for my funky days, maybe it would work for yours?

Blogger Jessica said...

I was going to tell you that life is hard but you were in such a good mood.

Blogger Lola Goetz said...

damn. sorry kiddo. big hugs to you. sometimes that shit just sneaks up ya.

Blogger Jürgen Nation said...
Blogger Alyndabear said...

*big hugs*

Blogger Jorge said...

I already told you that the solution to everything is French Toast made by a hot brown guy in an apron while your Canadian BFF sits on your couch in shock while your American BFF repeatedly spouts the C word.

Blogger kris said...

Did Jurgen just get all Mama Bear on my ass and use my Christian name? Cripes.

It's all good, party people. All good. The sun is shining, the grass is green, and I had a bagel this morning. Word.

Jorge, call me. Holla!

Blogger Princess Banter said...

I'm sorry to hear that darling. I feel ya *hugs* One day though, I promise, that you will look back into this and feel triumphant that you've finally gotten over him

Blogger Paige Jennifer said...

Not that you need my permission but, um, yeah, you just earned the right to break open a stellar bottle of wine and sip it back. And if I happened to live two blocks over, I'd be coming over. Don't worry, I'd bring my own bottle. And straw.

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Blogger Jake said...

I've always enjoyed your blog, but that post made me love you.

You're one of the wittiest people this city has to offer, don't let the shitheads get you down. I know we're not friends, but with the way you write, I sure as hell wish we were. Grigio's on me, Kris, and I won't break your heart.

And I sure as hell won't play softball.

Blogger JoJo said...

Gah. What a day! Virtual hugs going your way.

Blogger Lisa said...

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. That sucks ass. This makes me ache for you.

Blogger Jorge said...

Better for Jurgen to go all Mama Bear on your ass rather than Mama Ass on your Bear.

And don't even let me talk about going Bear Ass on your Mama.

:)

SASSED!

Blogger Mia said...

I hear ya.. you speak my language.

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