Oh my Gronk. Can't wake up.
He's missing the gene that allows him to retain this information.
This valid to so many people I know. Dear God. Including me, sometimes.
So, where does one gets a wofe?
'Serenity'
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Oh my Gronk. Can't wake up.
He's missing the gene that allows him to retain this information.
This valid to so many people I know. Dear God. Including me, sometimes.
So, where does one gets a wofe?
So, where does one gets a wofe?
Advertise on Craigslost.
I don't want to lose a wofe, I want to find one!
Maybe in order to get a wofe, you need to lost her first.
Or afterward.
Wofes are easy to handle, yet tricky to get, I guess.
Also? I'll have a date this Sunday. The guy, so far, is lovely in emails (without actually flirting, and that's explainable since it's a blind shudders date).
And now, days after the sudden 45 second "I'm looking for something else" convo, I get a text from the girl saying "I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, I may have been abrupt and I'm sorry".
The fuck, meara? She really needs to work on the breakup skillz. Definitely not the wofe for you and you're well rid of her.
ION- I had a thought. For my trip back to CA, if I have the time, follow Route 66! Apparently not as easy as it sounds, but historic, and possibly fun. Times like this, wish I had a partner to join in said caper. (see above wofe desire).
I'd say are you taking caper partner applications and when is the trip? I could use a good walkabout and Route 66 seems like something everyone should do at least once in their life. I would insist on being called Dean, but would negotiate if you really didn't want to be called Sam. Also, the 67 Black Impala would just be implied.
I'd say are you taking caper partner applications and when is the trip? I could use a good walkabout and Route 66 seems like something everyone should do at least once in their life. I would insist on being called Dean, but would negotiate if you really didn't want to be called Sam. Also, the 67 Black Impala would just be implied.Call me anything, just not late for dinner. The wheels will be a classic 2002 1st gen Prius!
WTF am I supposed to say in response to that?
"Message received. Communication ends."
Classic for a reason, and I'm sorry. Also your neighbor is...assumptive. I get his frustration, but way to assume incorrectly, dude. And your other neighbor needs to go wash his/her clothes down by the stream on rocks. Alone.
OTOH, HOUSE! Your own garage! Your own w/d!
Can't get to sleep. Everything hurts. And it's way too late to take any meds if I want to be even vaguely functional tomorrow.