Monday, March 10, 2008

Dumping Allan

So tonight, after very little thought, I dumped Allan. I know many of you probably weren't even aware I had a boyfriend. Fair enough, I haven't blogged in awhile and it was, in any case, a very short-lived, destructive relationship. I really didn't tell anyone about ti while it was going on, because I was ashamed of myself for getting into a relationship with him in the first place. I guess I saw this coming, I should never have gotten involved with him, but damn he was such a sweet package that he was impossible to resist.

Seriously, I never really thought of myself as a gal that goes for 'tall, dark and handsome', but I fell hard for him. I didn't even TRY to pretend I wasn't interested. I just dove right into the relationship without a second thought. I told myself I could handle any temptations he threw my way, but I was just a fool in love. I became addicted to him, I'm not going to lie about that. I loved nibbling on his ears and caressing his derrier in excited anticipation. And while it's true I always initiated things, he was always there just waiting for me to pop by for a visit. Never once did he turn me away. Ah, but who am I kidding? I was using him to satisfy my own selfish desires and it wasn't fair to him or me. I've worked too hard at resisting temptations to let some American boyfriend screw with my head or my hips.

And then tonight, I finally realised I'm too good for him, I've outgrown my taste for mediocre. He wasn't really that tasty of a morsel, he was more about quantity and less about quality. I decided that if I'm going to have a boyfriend that encourages sinful behaviour, he'd better be of the right pedigree. And we all know that American Allans have nothing on their Swiss, German or even British counterparts.

Yes, I daresay, if I ever pick up another chocolate bunny boyfriend, I'm going to shell out the big bucks for the creamiest version available on the shelf. Lindt anyone?