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[jrdier4]

You know what might sound a little terrible? Tonight I've been thinking about what college would've been like if I was taken. I love my fiancee, but there's like a billion, well at least a dozen guys, that I think it might've been fun to really date. I like to flirt sometimes and I wonder how many of the guys I know would've been up for a date

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[anonymous]

Choices that are given decisions that are made... Infinite transversal of paths and someone wants to know what happens at the end of each one. Too bad, you get one decision for each choice, one path to the completion, one life to live. Plus my crystal ball broke so no easy answers and I feel kind of like a bad poet.
Curiosity strikes, where did you learn this lesson "real good"? Only had the ring for a short while and I'm thinking you only got drunk with me recently so I just want to know.
I am going to ignore a large portion of your post, because anything I answer to many of your questions will come back to bite me in the end I am sure.
Case in point, I understand your ordeal, while I may not know the exact feeling. Might want to use a different word than escort, but you will just have to find a twin of Joe, Boggs, or me in Loserville.
You didn't need to be lonely tonight, I made you an offer, all you had to do was call. You probably would have had fun, considering it is what 0330 now when I got home.
Overall don't worry you will do just fine, you will have fun, and if you want or need I can always make a trip to Lousyville just for the fun of it. Your friends care about you, some maybe more than I do, and we are here for you.

[ignorabilis]

for some reason I was anonymous, just in case somehow you couldn't figure out who it was, it was me. Night