Not your standard issue late twenty-something's blog.

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

I gotta believe . . .

that not all men are liars. That when they say I love you, we have a future together -- they mean it and aren't speaking out of whimsy or some vague drunken revelation. But it seems yet again I looked into a pair of seemingly kind eyes and saw something that simply wasn't there.

I know there's the firing luncheon ( a la Jerry Maguire). There should also be the breakup dinner. Cuz guess whose chicken club leftovers I'm eating this afternoon?


Blogger John said...

Truly, you deserve better. Not this good, because you couldn't handle it,

but better.

11:19 AM


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