Friday, August 20, 2010

A Farewell to Arms (and Legs)

Yeah sure, you may have been the one to break up with me first, but that doesn’t mean I wasn’t going to end it anyway. I just thought I’d stay with you until after the holiday—I don’t want your friends to think I’m rude or anything.

That said, I’d like to say thank you for all of your kind sarcastic remarks and your willingness to allow bloggers and your wife to school you in running. Your every failure lifted my spirits just that much higher.*

I could spend more time drafting a mini-dissertation on why you will be missed, but others have done so and I couldn’t do it better.

Finally, the Big Ten is just too good for you.

* Yes, I am doing the macho thing and masking my sadness by being cold and indifferent.

1 comment:

Ian said...

There, there. Let it all out, you'll feel better.

It's not you, it's me... I think we should just be friends... I'm not good enough for you, you deserve better... This hurts me more than it hurts you... -Pick your cliche.