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A couple of incidents in the last 24 hours seem to suggest that two different people that I had been fairly confident appreciated and valued my role in their life... DON'T all that much.
Sun, May 11, 2008 - 7:34 AM
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I certainly don't expect that everyone I meet thinks I'm great. But after developing a relationship of years (in one case) and several months (in the other), I had really come to believe their words about how important I was to them. Am I jumping at shadows? Or seeing the truth? It's so annoying to sift... read more
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I paid them to say thisJune 27, 2007
The first time I met her, she was sitting on the ground in a cute tiny white outfit with fur trim. She had a dazed look on her face, and I was planning on staring at her boobs for a couple hours when she mysteriously disappeared. Apparently someone had slipped her a mickey in a shot of cinnamon schapps. I tried looking for her, but I kept getting creeped out by the couple hundred drunken assholes following me around in red suits.
Annie is a Hot Vixen of Geekitude and Goddess of Funky Dress. Bow down before her. Its tough to look up her skirt any other way. She is awesome peoples. Drink vodka with her and Plan Evil Things. She's really good at both. <muwha> July 30, 2005
Yay! I get to be the first to write a testimonial for Anne. She has the best vocabulary with which to talk smack about people. She's the Don Quixote of secondhand travel trailer repair, and the Spoiler of Dogs and All Creatures Loyal. She does not need to wear those glittery, high-heeled Mary Janes, but she does it anyway to scare the crap out wee fey boys.
She's got a great stash of olive oil. Caprese salad, anyone? She's fast becoming one of my bestest friends and closest allies. That is, if she lets me puke in the Ghetto Camper at least once at BRC 2005.
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