Con-Temp
[Ed note - I've had to recreate this post because I get spam on it everyday. I have no idea why.]
It’s been a while since I’ve updated, and I’m feeling a bit lame today - so this may not be the most amazing and witty of entries. First things first, though - there is a pool hall by my office that is called G Cue. I think that’s unbelievably lame. Also, I’m starting to notice that all the people that cut me off or are otherwise driving like crazy people all have temporary plates. Like to the person. There must be something about the thrill of a new car (or just new license plates) that makes them giddy to the point of almost taking off my fenders. Those are my major complaints for today.
Ran into not one, but three ex-boyfriends (in some cases that’s a strong word and could be substituted more or less with ’short-term leases’) at the Intonation Music Festival this weekend. Three! Including the most recent, who found himself kicked to the curb just days before.
I’m hopefully getting a doggie - his name will be Split:
So cute. Alternate name: Boobs.
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