fumblinglust's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hating Some dude at work tonight asked me if I had a boyfriend. I thought he was just asking out of curiousty, I usually lie if I know they're going to ask me out. And guess what he does? Yep, he proceeds to ask me out. Since when did saying "No, I don't have a boyfriend" turn into "No, I don't have a boyfriend and I'm desperately searching for one"? Plus, you know, he is terribly unattractive and completely not my type. Petite, redhead, wanna-be rockstars don't typically date large, intimidating, african american security guards. Not that I'm "hating". Update: Oh my god, I just found out his name is Rudolph! As in the red-nosed reindeer. Oh, the humanity. 1:38 a.m. - 2003-08-16 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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