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[queenkatieett]

The Boyfriend dropped me off at our friend Meredith's apartment this afternoon after a morning of cleaning and packing and sweating and stuffing an entire apartment's worth of accumulation into a rented gold minivan. He just wanted me to get rid of my plants, but I explained that growing things is like being in a relationship: you put in a little

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[saraide]

Wow. After the bit about the plants, I was not expecting the "we broke up." Do you need cookies? I think cookies are good for post-break-up.

However, as soon as I read that, I did break up with my girlfriend.

[queenkatieett]

I stared lasciviously at the Oreo Häagen-Dazs in the grocery store for a while last night but decided that I can get through this without sweetened fat. But thank you for the suggestion.

But wait a minute-I thought I was your girlfriend. And getting dumped two days in a row might hurt my self-esteem a little.

[saraide]

Oh no. I should have said "my wife, Traci Weaver." I dumped her for you. :)

[queenkatieett]

Man, if I had talked to Traci even once at the museum, I'd rub that in her face so hardcore. As it is, I'll make this our secret.

[saraide]

And the secret of one million ljers.