a warning...

so, tonight as i frantically licked the swiftly melting ice cream off my hand (mmmm raspberry chocolate chip...raspberry is my flavor of choice these days) and listened very meticulously to the heart-felt, personal thoughts my friend was sharing about relationships and other things in life that sometimes suck, my mind couldn't help but think that tomorrow to the very day, opie will have had the moped for FIVE weeks.

granted i've been out of the country, out of the state, or simply out of commission for four of those weeks, i couldn't help but get a bit melancholy when i realized that since i bought the thing, opie has had the BAT-mobile in his possession longer than i have.

naievely, and looking for a little sympathy, when i mentioned that to my parents on the phone today, my dad simply said, "what we get and what we want are often two very different things." i sarcastically thanked him for his condescending words and then pointed out that i was no longer 12 and asking for a strawberry shortcake lunchbox ...but rather i simply wanted my moped back.

upon being released from the wallow of self pity....i picked myself up, hosed myself off and decided right then, no matter what's at stake now, no matter how much it costs, opie and his moped-possessing ways are DEAD TO ME!!

p.s. i can't wait to see if he finally calls me tomorrow.

more to come...