My back right tire blew out, and a certain ex is being a wiener. Also I have no date tonight. And there are no Google positions in Seattle, contrary to what I was led to believe.
What can I say? It was 4:53. I was stuck at work enjoying my boss's acceptance of drinking on the job, and I figured what the hell. Anyways, predicting my location at 1am tonight would definitely be an exercise in futility, but if you happen to notice a tall skinny guy with a black shirt and purple hair walking into Countour wink at him so I recognize you.
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timeasmymeasure
well that's what happens when you ask at the last minute
Date: 2003-04-25 06:39 pm (UTC)Re: well that's what happens when you ask at the last minute
Date: 2003-04-25 07:06 pm (UTC)Otherwise, next week.
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Date: 2003-04-25 07:07 pm (UTC)