i'd skipped out on dat lady therapist a few weeks back without paying; after she talked me down from my mania. being text dumped is no laughing manner. i know you're probably chuckling - sure it was a faux girlfriend, and i was offering my services as purely a literary device. frankly, i think the pet human dumped me off at the therapist's office so it could get some shopping done without me. it thinks i am the cause of spending sprees. i quickly found another faux gal. back in the saddle, i could offer facebook posts, maybe send a flirtatious tweet, get her real boyfriend jealous
it was all working out perfectly, until.................
i shouldn't have given the therapist her phone number as a reference
rodent indeed
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