and he STILL likes me
A few weeks ago, I was in the bathroom getting ready for work. Still half asleep and probably a little hung-over, I was pretty sloppy about it all. As I groggily reached into my medicine cabinet for my deodorant, I heard something fall out and hit the sink. I looked into the sink to see nothing but the huge black hole in the bottom, then I looked into my medicine cabinet only to find that one of my rings was missing. A ring that has been in my family for 3 generations. And I had just let it fall down the sink.