I used to have a girlfriend called Stella...

But we broke up about 4 months ago. I haven't really thought about her much since. It's weird how sometimes when you break up with someone, you can't get them out of your mind, while other times, they just fade into a faint memory really fast. I tried to break up with her a couple of times before. Then I'd miss her so much that I caved after a week or so, and just had to see her. But not this time. We were a really bad match.

She would always get me into trouble. We used to hang out every night. We were inseparable. It always started out like fun, but by the end of the night I'd always do something stupid and I guess she was left feeling kind of... empty. Occasionally we'd hang out with this girl from St. Pauli, but that wouldn't exactly improve things. They'd do dumb things like push me down the stairs and stuff. Just for a laugh.

I guess I shouldn't bad-mouth 'em too much. We did have a lot of fun together. We'd throw parties and invite our friends, Bud, Pabst and Jack over. We'd crank the stereo with that Ramones song "My Corona" and dance on the table. We used to talk about everything. It probably sounded stupid to any outsider, but it made perfect sense to us. Ah, those were the days, ha?

Well, anyway, I met someone new already. This bloke from Ireland called Kaliber. He's a really nice guy. I think I'll give him a call now. :o)

-silver