Monthly Archives: April 2007

my sweet mofo

The question of the day is “It would be interesting to know if him teaching you the game is his game…” from the comments.  Yeah, I think this all the time.  Yesterday when I told him I couldn’t believe anything … Continue reading

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oooopsie

I think I fucked up with Mofo without even meaning to.  Sucks!!!  But today he came over to hang out and while he was looking something up online I went into the kitchen for a minute.  I didn’t realize that … Continue reading

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watch out now

M and I went to see Vince’s show last night, and enjoyed it, as usual.  I wore my super tall, super cute Steve Madden leopard heels in honor of going here after the show.  My skirt may have been a … Continue reading

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the sweetness

I saw Alex today, and the main topic of conversation was Mofo.  I didn’t really want to talk about him, because I was quite sure of what Alex’s response to it all would be.  And yeah, I was right.  But … Continue reading

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and it walks like a duck

Work was pure torture yesterday, which I pretty much expect until I leave next week, but still think it sucks.  I have to get through one last more close, one more monthly filing, one more Monday.  Ick.  Why did I … Continue reading

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new skills

Mofo prides himself on being a pickup artist.  He told me this information after I realized that he was a little flaky and started pulling back.  At that point he started talking to me about the skill he’s so proud … Continue reading

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boys play games

Like for real.  And it’s pretty annoying to me. Carlton admitted that he didn’t kiss me because he was trying to play hard to get, which is funny to me.  But when I told him that I already knew that … Continue reading

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it’s over

done.  everything in the house has been given away or is being picked up as trash.  It’s empty.  And the renter has all the keys and everything as well.  So all is done.  I’m thrilled.  My body hurts, I’m tired … Continue reading

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kiss me – don’t kiss me

well, no kiss.  whew.  this is so weird to me that I am so torn on whether or not to kiss him.  He didn’t try last night, making the decision easy.  He did kiss me on the cheek when he … Continue reading

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a glass of piesporter, please

Today was one of the longest days ever.  Procrastination is a bad ass quality to have, and I see that today.  Luckily everything worked out…well, so far, so good anyway.  I hired painters and cleaners last minute, but was nowhere … Continue reading

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booooo

I guess I can’t win ‘em all, but I’m going to keep on trying.  Serial dating is fun, yes, but when I meet people I don’t really like that much I get a little annoyed with the process.  So I … Continue reading

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mystery date

I thought about Mofo kinda a lot today.  Not in an I want to be with him kinda way, but more like in a why doesn’t he want to be with me kinda way.  Which I can’t believe I was … Continue reading

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friends with what!?

I spent the day at mother fucking Wal-mart today.  I hate Wal-mart, but I wanted to go somewhere that I could get both a battery and tires.  I ended up getting a battery and an oil change because they took … Continue reading

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resignation

I quit. I just went to take the garbage out and met a neighbor, Pat, who totally looked like her name would be Pat – not in the SNL way, but more in the typical older plain white woman.  As … Continue reading

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da-da-dating

Mofo fucked up.  I guess that’s why he’s called Mofo.  And thanks to some of the lessons learned in the past I’m pretty no-nonsense…at least in my head.  So Mofo fucked up and I told him I’m not sure about … Continue reading

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da-da-dating

Mofo fucked up.  I guess that’s why he’s called Mofo.  And thanks to some of the lessons learned in the past I’m pretty no-nonsense…at least in my head.  So Mofo fucked up and I told him I’m not sure about … Continue reading

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infatuation

and he continues to amaze me, but I find myself fearful.  I don’t want to fall too hard.  I don’t know if he feels me the way I feel him.  Yeah, I know he likes me.  But I dig so … Continue reading

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infatuation

and he continues to amaze me, but I find myself fearful.  I don’t want to fall too hard.  I don’t know if he feels me the way I feel him.  Yeah, I know he likes me.  But I dig so … Continue reading

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sofallingul

he looks into my eyes and it’s like he’s kissing my soul and I breathe him in, sucked into his eyes i smile, i suck just as hard as his and he looks at me like I amaze him the … Continue reading

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sofallingul

he looks into my eyes and it’s like he’s kissing my soul and I breathe him in, sucked into his eyes i smile, i suck just as hard as his and he looks at me like I amaze him the … Continue reading

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