We can still be friends, right?
I guess my two day whirlwind romance with the WaPo Express has come to an abrupt end. Still, two dates! That's pretty good for me.
My last whirlwind romance lasted over beers at Carpool and 2,000 text messages and phonemail messages left for me the next day, calling me hot stuff. Hot stuff. Seriously? The end.
My last whirlwind romance lasted over beers at Carpool and 2,000 text messages and phonemail messages left for me the next day, calling me hot stuff. Hot stuff. Seriously? The end.
Buggie spilled her guts for you at 9/29/2006 02:00:00 PM
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I just hope it's not awkward when you run into eachother at the old haunts you used to visit together...
Baby, why you gotta be calling me out like this? Yeah, so I've moved on. That doesn't mean we can't be friends, though, you know? We've already got so many friends in common . . . runnin' in the same circles and whatnot. It'd be doing both of us a disservice to call what we've got "over." It's not "over," baby, it's just different now, you know?
I've got a lot of readers, and I'm under a lot of pressure, and I just wish you'd think about that for once.
Your grammar is way too good for him anyway!
Man, I had high hopes for Hot Stuff. Seriously, why did he have to blow his text wad in one shot? Jen
You aren't the only person with great grammar!!
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060930/ap_on_re_us/moon_quote_3
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