I was given my first phone number while serving table.
I know what you're thinking. . .
About dang time!
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This is the time where I live.
"Oh! Do not attack me with your watch. A watch is always too fast or too slow. I cannot be dictated to by a watch."
Right now I really really like. . .
- Mitchell Mathers
- Pretending that I can sing
- Making my hair as big as possible
- Chet Baker
- Sleeping
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- Quote of the day
- Apparently I'm phone number worthy.
- Not a good day.
- In other news. . . I was asked today if I had Jewf...
- Applegaurd
- Quote of the day
- Shirt of the day
- Why do I stay up so late? Someone shoot me. Quick.
- Quote of the yesterday.
- Dang it. . .
- December come to me quickly
- Quote of the day
- "I wanna make another video. . ."
- Lost another one.
- Quote of the day part deuce.
- She just realized this?
- She gets me every time.
- Posting flurry.
- Whhhaaa?
- I smell a two weeks notice.
- Happy Birthday Maria.
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4 comments:
Hmmm, that guy is part of a pyramid scheme company. Maybe he just wants you to sell for him.
You are better than phone number worthy. Don't stoop so low.
Well, I also got a note from him on his receipt. So yeah, it was a phone number.
For reals.
Although, it kinda hurt my ego because. . . not that I'm shallow. . . but he just wasn't very great looking.
So. . the ego was hurt.
well...at least he didn't attempt to draw something that looked like you and then chase you as you walked away shouting "miss, miss...I made this for you" ...that happened to me once...it was dreadful. Just ask Britt!
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