in passing

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I was in a hurry yesterday. I was helping out at a computer lab in the library when the call came in that I was needed at the help desk. Since there was a crowd of clients with problems, I noted that it would be awhile

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[xgrumpybearx]

well that clearly means that you have to get married!!! and have like ten thousand babies with her!!!
it.s fate.

[ps] i have a track list for you . . .we should discuss it over some wine and pasta. nessum and dorma?
eh?
ok :-D
call me later!!!
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hmm. A dark and warm tavern filled with bottles of red and you. I'm there. (blurradial opens billfold, and a small moth flies out)

Soon. :{

[xgrumpybearx]

yes please soon.
i am sorry i have been so lost . . .as of late.
i work almost fifty hours a week.
it.s kind of crazy and plus going to school. . .yeah real fun to juggle. . .

and if i don.t answer your phone calls, it is because i seriously cannot answer my phone at that time. . . i.m not ignoring you.
so there.

and the moth can come too if they wish.
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By the time I left the party in the little apartment above Bremen Cafe, it was already past 1 a.m. Saturday morning. The bottle of Finlandia Vodka that I had brought to the party remained in the freezer of my host as the partygoers sloshed around the big jugs of Fleischman's and juice laid out on the table.

My precious liquor was now smuggled back out underneath my coat, making the cold Wisconsin night even colder. I contemplated calling grumpybear, as she surely was off of work by now and mere blocks away.

Decorum got the better of me.