We were on or maybe we were just drunk but either way there seemed to be a good time happening, that's what happens when you get the seventeenth of March off as a paid holiday, you go out drinking the night before.
Toward the end it was just me a blonde from California and her brunette friend. Her name was Kelly and her friend's name was Melissa.
"Tim, you don't say too much do you. But, hey, that's cool" Kelly said.
"I already know my stories. I would rather hear other people's." I said as I realized I had just quoted from my own blog.
the 10 lives of a cat...
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You know, it sounds kind of dumb, or pedestrian, or like I'm
somehow...elongating a pause for dramatic effect - taffy-pulling the
ellipsis, as they used...
4 days ago
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