In which hope could die. But there's always wine.

Another Poll:

Is it better to:

A) Suspect/Know/Be reminded and, in turn, be hurt, angry, more hurt, more angry, and very tempted to drink wine — a lot of it — call your best bud, cry on the phone, rant against men and stupid romance, journal a dozen or so tearstained pages and watch the cheesiest chick flick you can find in your pile of ultra-cheesy chick flicks?

OR

B) Remain in blissfully ignorant hope, running the very real risk that in the future — near or distant — your sappling foolish hope will be mercilessly stepped on and crushed to cruel oblivion, flinging you to option A anyway?

Man, it's a good thing I invested in all those chick flicks. What would I do ...? Oh yeah. The wine. *Phew*

And ... GO!

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Results of the previous poll — all two of them (and you two totally rock — always remember that) — indicated that obnoxiousness is a result of low self-esteem on the part of The Obnoxious, which indicates that maybe I misstated my question, or maybe it really is low self-esteem and I'm just missing something here. I wasn't talking bullies or jackasses, though. Just people who really enjoy being the loudest, the most "in the know," the always-right person, at all costs, no matter how wrong they are. Those kinds of people. They drive me nuts.