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And Where Were You A Year Ago Today?

I can tell you exactly where I was a year ago today.  It’s a very special and festive anniversary, kids.  Know why? Because I was totally hitting it with Notebook.  Sweet, hot, fiery, and probably gay Notebook.  Lord that was a good time.  Sometimes I think it’s a shame that things didn’t work out.  Other times I why on earth I even thought that he was interested.  Sure, his peen wanted me (when he was hammered out of his mind), but that’s about as far as we got.

For those of you nosey readers that want to relive all of the excitement, I’m including the link so you can read all about it.

You know the really super part?  As fabulous as that day was, today is even better.  My encounter with Notebook was totally unexpected, and pleasant.  BUT, today I’m totally going to have cookies with 3D.  He sent me flowers, he’s coming home from his trip, I made a fabulous dinner, and we’re totally going to get naked and bump uglies. 

I’m so klassy.

8 Responses

  1. Atta girl. Make sure he brings a lot of cookies. ;)

    Cookies are the freaking best. They really are. -CS

  2. “bump uglies”, I love your lingo.

    bump away!

    I’d like to take credit for the phrase. Know what? I totally will. That’s mine, I made it up. Just like I made up, “keeping it real.” -CS

  3. I don’t know what I was doing, but I can guess I was probably passed out somewhere next to a woman of questionable virtue.

    And by “woman of questionable virtue” you mean your right hand? -CS

  4. That ranks up there with ‘beast with two backs’ on my list of all time great expressions. Go on with your bad self , get your O on, and pop some antiobiotics after.

    And no that’s not a joke about dirty sex, just seriously, stop being sick ay-ight?

    You didn’t mean Oprah when you said O, did you? Because I don’t care for her. -CS

  5. You hobag…

    Have fun

    peace #2

    I’m not a hobag because I’m not charging him for it. -CS

  6. I was sitting on the beach in San Diego… trying to decide when to come home. ( it was already week # 7 in San Diego).. Hope you had a great time bumping uglies….

    San Diego is really lovely this time of year. Really it’s lovely any time of year. -CS

  7. Happy anniversary! And congrats on bagging something better.

    Me? A year ago, I was feeling like a psycho stalker and I was heading up my tenth high school reunion. Man, am I glad those days are over!

    Psycho stalking is the best! -CS

  8. Here’s to cookies, may you have a baker’s dozen and thanks for providing an alternative vision to that Limp Bizkit song.

    I totally did do it all for the cookies. -CS

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