posted by dave on Sunday, September 28, 2008 at 8:32 AM in category daily

Okay, so now that it's been established that my value is less than $35.00, I wonder what I am worth.


Not a single one of HatGirl's so-called friends showed up for her bachelorette party. I am so sad for her, and so angry at her so-called friends, that it's actually taking my mind off of my own problems. Imagine that.


I really did have fun at the thingy yesterday. I don't believe that she thought I had fun, but I did.


I guess I should have just stayed in Louisville last night. I bet AlliGirl and CoolHairGirl were working. But I had no way of knowing that Rich O's was going to be such a flop. Shit, I actually thought it might be good. Maybe that'll teach me to be an optimist. I really should know better by now.

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I haven't seen HatGirl in over a year, yet I am sooo upset for her, and indeed furiously angry with her so-called friends. I'm surprised at how often I've thought about it actually. It's well known that I tend to dwell on slights, but usually those slights are performed on me--It's a bit odd that I'm obsessed with hers.

Man, I just want to flog those chicks. Her MoH should suffer much worse than flogging though. I'll need to research the inquisition to find something appropriate. I'll get back to ya later on it.

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