Birthdays are the devil

Jan 15, 2005 17:59

I officially hate my birthday. I have had something go miserably wrong on my birthday since my 14th when my grandpa died. Seriously... within a week of my birthday, something is guaranteed to go wrong or be miserable. I've decided i should just stop even pretending to celebrate. Tell my family and friends to try to not remind me that it's my ( Read more... )

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rainemeadows January 16 2005, 19:44:04 UTC
I had a 50-year-old, white, yuppie dude hit on me at work the other day. And he was there with his pre-teen daughter.

"I'm very flattered," I said, "but I only date women."

"Meaning...?" He was clearly confused.

"'Meaning' there is a better chance of me going out with YOUR DAUGHTER in ten years. Sorry."

So funny.

Sorry you're stressing. Should I give you a call so you can vent and iterate just how much you've missed me?! We really should hang out before I take off. Yay.

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