If there were a news reporter standing outside my window updating the un-expecting public of the intricacy of my life and my exploits, he, or she, might inform the masses that I had quite an interesting night on the twenty-fifth of June, that just happened to be a Saturday. The evening started off as I had to leave my well laid plans to drive my
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Oh yeah, and! John and I are moving into a totally sweet house next month. You'll have to come over and visit.
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and how is it that you're not into the dating scene yet you just scored two dates?
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the end
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If you're in Des Moines, I still have the same phone number although everything else is different; we should catch up sometime.
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