"Thanks for letting me vent."She's my bad day call. Amazing. Read my mood from the jump and everything. Weathered the scattershot griping and was still excited to set up a "meet the friends" date. This is the by far the healthiest dating relationship in the history of ... me. Go Team!
"If someone had to listen to you, I'm glad it was me."
"Me too."
PS My math sucks. I added a month on accident. Ha. Feels like longer, maybe?
Also, two amazing searches that led people to my site:
- lesbian piggybackride thumbs
(This is because of the drunken piggyback I gave Semicolon on the LES following Riese's erotic reading at the Happy Ending Lounge. Fun night, that one.) - "peeing very loudly"
(This is because I once wrote about the volume of peeing.)
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Haha. It is funny when it is discovered how people get to the various blogs they read. Your title of the post reminds of the song about the guy having a bad day. I don't know by memory who sings the song.
ahhh....nothing like having a bad day call. it's awesome and severely underrated.
Kelvin - Very true. The randomness of my posts has led to some interesting searches, though "microphone" or "chai" tattoos seem to lead. And Daniel Powter. Yes, I had to look that up. Ha.
MI - True story, that one. I'm definitely not underrating them going forward.
Having a bad day call is what makes life worth living.
I think everyone has had a few bad day calls.
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