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Saturday, April 16, 2005 

Funny Story...

A couple of weeks ago me and the roomie were still on speaking terms... sorta. So:

She was watching TV and I was in the dining room composing an email when Etta James came on in a commercial singing, "At Last". The roomie's eyes get misty and she says, "That was the first song at my wedding." I thought for a moment and then started laughing.

Now you have to understand how I laugh. When I laugh, really laugh, it is not uncommon for me to fall to my knees clutching my stomach. That was this kind of laugh.

"This, this was your song?!" She looked really annoyed at this point. "At Last?! You've got to be kidding me! You were 17 when you started dating him for god's sake. HA HA! When did you expect to meet the love of your life? 12!" Then I laughed some more.

At Last. Give me a fucking break.


If I ever get married I'm going to have Surfin' USA as my first song. Just be be different, like... :)

You're such a bleeding heart, Terra.

I know.. that's me. All sympathy.

just shove a pistol to her head and pull the trigger already lol.. jk really tho kick her out. Your kitchen looks like shiiiiiiit

umm. DJ? I'd like to kick her out WITHOUT becoming someone's prison bitch. But you know.. that's just me.

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