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6.6.04

there was a Don't Date This Person call-in bit on the radio. and it sounded like it might be fun to have a name in my head to call in with and say Don't Date So-and-so. only i couldn't think of anyone. i thought i might say Don't Date M., 'cuz he's my fiance, bitch, but that would be boring and they wouldn't play it. but my exes have all been exes for long enough now that i don't bear them any ill will. maybe one of the side effects of a long, happy relationship. so anyway i couldn't call them in.

But. I. Can. ...

somebody date - and i'm going to use their real names because ... well, they did on the radio - somebody date cheyenne from schaumburg. Really. he's nice, i promise; he only talks about all those other women (i always wonder if he talks about me now as much as he talked about them back then?) because he's ...sensitive? yeah. and somebody date olevano from vestal. he's sweet. and he deserves to have someone date him properly, after me. Poor kid. he'll take it mmmm kind of speedy, maybe, but that's certainly what some people are looking for. and he doesn't have your garden-variety commitment issues, either. um. definitely somebody date andy from california; he's just too much fun to pass up. A for effort, dude. and all the people from high school. and all the people from powell house.

k. i'm going to be done with that now - i have to paint the bedroom before matt gets back and i need to go to lowes and get a ceiling-roller:

it's really hard to get wood-color in hexadecimal. i'm such a nerd.

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