Ok, so maybe flower arranging isn't in my immediate future. I'll stick with child arranging. At least flowers don't talk back to you though
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with the possible exception of anyone reading those who's married and offended.
but, with the disclaimer over, i love how you go out to dinner, and they talk about laundry, and banking, and "oh, bill said the funniest thing yesterday, what was it honey?" and bill says, "oh! i said, 'i hope the post comes before 4:00 today!'"
and they'll stay until the place closes! and you're like, um, the single people here need to go have sex, ok? let's leave.
so, that is my dissertation on being friends with the couples.
dammit, you ruined the plan for miah and me to get together, then run off and abduct you from whatever you were doing for a sinful night of excessive pleasure.
ohs well, now you know the plan...
so i have two jobs now, which sucks my ass, so i'm always busy and stressed out. so instead of working, how about we go get plastered? i fully intended to do so at megan's party, until a certain someone i know decided to cheat on her husband and use me as a cover. so i was proper fucked.
anyway, don't feel left out! you're in, mate, you're so fucking in.
yeah i was right royally pissed the fuck off that you didn't come to megan's. we would have had a grand old time. a few people were annoying as fuck (if you know the guest list, i'm sure you can use that wonderfully developed brain of yours, courtesy of Concordia, to properly conclude who the fucks were) but it would have been a brighter day in bay city had you been in attendance.
yeah, and i'm sure megan's pretty mad at me... i will even make a sad face out of typography, just to emphasize this point. :(
how midtown was that?
yes, i know the guest list, and i'm quite sure i know of whom you speak... it's always been my thought that people that suck ought to remain grouped together in a remote corner of the country so as to allow the rest of us proper society, in which we need not deal with suckass idiots with semirecumbant social posture.
so, i'm sorry i wasn't there... i don't know if thomas told you anything about why... if not i'll have to, but not in writing and certainly not publically!
I'm thinkin about heading out to Cupacino's sometime this week. If ya wanna meet up there sometime, let me know! I'll send u an email when Im headed out there.
with the possible exception of anyone reading those who's married and offended.
but, with the disclaimer over, i love how you go out to dinner, and they talk about laundry, and banking, and "oh, bill said the funniest thing yesterday, what was it honey?" and bill says, "oh! i said, 'i hope the post comes before 4:00 today!'"
and they'll stay until the place closes! and you're like, um, the single people here need to go have sex, ok? let's leave.
so, that is my dissertation on being friends with the couples.
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Gimme a call. We gotta hang out.
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ohs well, now you know the plan...
so i have two jobs now, which sucks my ass, so i'm always busy and stressed out. so instead of working, how about we go get plastered? i fully intended to do so at megan's party, until a certain someone i know decided to cheat on her husband and use me as a cover. so i was proper fucked.
anyway, don't feel left out! you're in, mate, you're so fucking in.
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how midtown was that?
yes, i know the guest list, and i'm quite sure i know of whom you speak... it's always been my thought that people that suck ought to remain grouped together in a remote corner of the country so as to allow the rest of us proper society, in which we need not deal with suckass idiots with semirecumbant social posture.
so, i'm sorry i wasn't there... i don't know if thomas told you anything about why... if not i'll have to, but not in writing and certainly not publically!
love.
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