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Jun. 22nd, 2007 11:18 pmYou know what's something I really don't want to talk about?
My mom's dating life.
It's creepy and weird. Especially when she refers to getting an e-mail from somebody as "first base."
Unless she's actually talking about first base. Which is equally weird and creepy.
I saw a kitty on the way to work. I really wish I had stopped to at least see if it was okay, but I was too concerned about getting to work on time. I couldn't stop thinking about it all day. It was lying in the parking lane on Broadway, but he was moving, and he seemed like he was okay in the passing glances I had. And Liz went back later to check for me, and he wasn't there, so I'm choosing to believe that he had enough sense to get off the busy street.
I should've stopped. =\
Oh well. Back to my mom's creepy dating life. *shudder*
My mom's dating life.
It's creepy and weird. Especially when she refers to getting an e-mail from somebody as "first base."
Unless she's actually talking about first base. Which is equally weird and creepy.
I saw a kitty on the way to work. I really wish I had stopped to at least see if it was okay, but I was too concerned about getting to work on time. I couldn't stop thinking about it all day. It was lying in the parking lane on Broadway, but he was moving, and he seemed like he was okay in the passing glances I had. And Liz went back later to check for me, and he wasn't there, so I'm choosing to believe that he had enough sense to get off the busy street.
I should've stopped. =\
Oh well. Back to my mom's creepy dating life. *shudder*
