What's in a miniskirt?

Or in a pair of boots...?  Or in asking me for a sheet of foil...?

Trust is like a crystal jug...

I asked Sugeil if I could do anything to regain her trust, not to conquer his love once more, just to regain her trust.  She told me she had hold on till the end, but the rope gave up and we were done for good.

She also spoke about my jealousy, and about how several people serve several relationship functions, and insisted on the vacuousness of the fidelity concept.

Trust is like a crystal jug: once broken, nothing can mend it.

Saddest Christmas ever

A while ago, Sugeil received a phone call.  She answered with the sweetest voice.  I gave her her presents, El Hobbit and four books for Bruno.  I'll rather be dead!  She wished me to be happy this night...

An hour ago, while cooking

Her cellphone rang, she didn´t answered and asked herself why it did so once and again, she wouldn´t answer, to busy.  I overheard that the possible he could be a her... Perhaps!

About last saturday

Or, who do you were at the moonlight?

Sugeil said that The Golden Compass was boring.  How did she knew that?  She went to the movies last saturday.

Today, December 16

Earlier, I checked prices for Sugeil's father flight from Mexico City to Mexicali.  I speak with her few minutes ago and she told me that yesterday night she went out and returned very late (sniff!).

Where?  With whom?  How am I going to endure this?

Of miniskirts an mice

Today my sister told me about how Sugeil was dressed, make up and all... And, of course... flashing a miniskirt.

Will I see my revenge?