If we don't hear from Bliccy today,
should we assume her d-a-t-e went really well?
Or call the authorities?
D-a-t-e went w-e-l-l. Really w-e-l-l.
Hopefully the second one follows suit. :)
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"Um, I'm thinking . . . that a lot of my internal conflict and malaise comes from the tension between the life I ACTUALLY want to live, and the stories I'd love to be able to tell?"
You're pretty.
should we assume her d-a-t-e went really well?
Or call the authorities?
D-a-t-e went w-e-l-l. Really w-e-l-l.
Hopefully the second one follows suit. :)
See, I’m pretending that if I spell it I won’t know what it is and I won’t feel like puking my nervous guts out on the drive over!
Yeah. Not because we’re weird or anything. At least not for that reason.
I’m going to be the tacky wedding guest and ask to take a centerpiece home.
Heh heh. Centerpiece.
How am I just finding this out? My God. I made out with a guy to “Call Me” in college and was impressed that he had even more obscure music taste than I did. IT WAS AN ANIME SOUNDTRACK?
I thought that was a DDR pad stashed to the side of his entertainment center. The signs were there.
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I wish I was Canadian so I could make that line my Twitter bio.