SEND THIS WARNING TO EVERYONE ON YOUR EMAIL LIST.
IF A MAN COMES TO YOUR FRONT DOOR AND SAYS HE IS CONDUCTING
A SURVEY AND ASKS YOU TO SHOW HIM YOUR BOOBS, DO NOT SHOW HIM YOUR BOOBS!
THIS IS A SCAM. HE ONLY WANTS TO SEE YOUR BOOBS!
I WISH I'D GOTTEN THIS YESTERDAY. I FEEL SO STUPID.
and i've been really really patient.
::sigh:: and patience is a virtue so "they" say.
bah, but come on, he just now, finally, asked me out on our first date.
that's right, leigh and i have been together since mid-october (so what's that... about 133 days after getting together?) and with a little bit of bitching (from yours truly) this past weekend, he finally realized the errors of his ways.
so Saturday, the second day in march of 2002, lbc will be taking sal out on a date. i don't know where either...
oh no, what shall i wear??
so i went to dantes last night, had a blast. :o) i'm gonna try and go next monday wOOt!
hm, but while i was there i some how managed to ash on my hand and burn myself. the funny thing is i didn't notice the HUGE blister until about 2pm today. the blister is right inbetween my middle and ring finger on my right hand, and i always wear a ring on that ring finger, well i was wondering all day why my ring kept on hurting my finger, and finally when i was leaving campus i noticed the blister.
damn i can be oblivious.
question is, should i pop it? or just let it be?
leigh thanks for that song!