theMaykazine: is this the "dammit i can still see his facebook status" realization?
Friend: close!
Friend: its the
theMaykazine: or the "he's just one click away!" ponderings
Friend: "dammit he blocked me and my 5 friends from his wall postings which makes me curious to see whats on there though its probably nothing"
theMaykazine: o-o-oh
Friend: and "why th ehell did he do THAT?"
He lost his glasses and two thousand dollars that night and slept in the bus station. I had to drive five hours to retrieve him—with a stop-over at the emergency room for fluids. We were together another four years.
Evelyn Everlady is the pen name of a young woman residing in New York who, for obvious reasons, wishes to retain her anonymity. She is quite aware that dating this person doesn’t exactly reflect well on her either.
"He bites off half of a grape, spits out the seeds, and gives me the other half of the now-seedless half-a-grape.
He calls me a panda when I fall asleep with my eye makeup on.
He remembers the movie he was watching as he was debating leaving the hotel room when I fell asleep in an almost one-night-stand situation. Thank god “No Reservations” was on and made him stick around.
He lets me cut in front of him when we’re both lining up to go on the freeway.
He tells me that I’m his favorite blogger, not booger.
This was just in the last 24 hours… the list goes on!
IFILL: Governor, would you support expanding [benefits for interracial couples] beyond Alaska to the rest of the nation?
PALIN: Well, not if it goes closer and closer towards redefining the traditional definition of marriage between a white man and a white woman. And unfortunately that’s sometimes where those steps lead.
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