I think it's sad that I'm too much of a prude to tell my dude friends I love them. At least to their faces. Which is unfortunate, because I really do and I think they should know. So here goes, in a medium they're unlikely to check. Dude friends, I love you. You are some spectacular dudes.
Anyway, speaking of friends, I think I made a new one yesterday. Trouble is, I don't know her name. What a sitcom predicament! For those in Summerstock, she's really blonde and has braces, and is often seen wearing her "students for a free Tibet" T shirt during dance stuff. I have a feeling her name is Kate, but my feelings are usually wrong. So I figured I'd ask instead. In the most convoluted and inconvenient way. You know, because that's how I work. Yes.
I'm off to watch TV. Maybe I'll update later. Probably not. I'm sure nobody will miss me.
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Nope Nomad you is wrong, her name is Ferdinand, gosh! I can't believe you didn't remember her name.
Hooray for prudeness although I vote that I win since I have issues with speaking about such things to anyone, hehe! Such a warmfuzzy I am. *grin*
Hermit
Oh yes, how could I forget?
Haha, I am sappy all the time...but you all know that. See, I know the person you are tlaking about...but her name eludes me...
Mouse
You could just call her marzipan?
If she is skinny like a skinny person then it is Kate, but it could also be Jackie, because im not sure Kate has braces.
Actually, the dead girl was injected with ystery chemicals by a doctor man who died before he could tell anyone exactly what mystery chemicals they were. and do excuse me for any snippyness. it's the ovaries i tell you.
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