I'm a bastard.

Apr 07, 2004 22:06

I was walking down the street and, on a whim, I decided that I'd step into this bar that I'd never been inside before. I wasn't far at all from the place where they're building our new building. It was a nice enough place, nicer than it looked on the outside. I was probably a bit underdressed, in my typical blue jeans and ordinary long sleeve ( Read more... )

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bah aethyric April 8 2004, 06:23:34 UTC
i, for one, do not know you (though am vaguely acquainted with mitri through lucien - this is how you got added to my userlist, fyi), but when cute little law-firmy girls light up like the NY new year's ball at the prospect of financial prosperity and snagged-boy posterity, i say you acted out of the preservation of your sanity. you KNEW it - from a very early point of reference - and you walked away politely. you are no bastard, friend.

*highfive*

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nyxdae April 9 2004, 08:41:03 UTC
Aw...What an ego bust for her.

You are ruthless DUG! She deserved it :-p

lol!

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mebow April 9 2004, 17:03:32 UTC
You're not a bastard, but it's interesting THAT'S the kind of girl to show up in your dream.

If you WERE that much of a bastard, she'd probably fall in love with you, wouldn't she? lol

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swank76 April 12 2004, 17:19:08 UTC
If she is going to be shallow, then embrace YOUR shallow side. Aske any of the following.

1. How big are your breasts?
2. Do you put out?
3. Do you have a faux-tribal tattoo on your lower back? (note that this is the universal sign of subarban mall chicks trying to rebel and is often a tell-tale sign of 'hos).

That's just me though.

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