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enamouredSometimes I sincerely wonder if the universe is just screwing with me.
On Monday, I was on the way home after class when I once again saw Blonde Bond's truck pass me by. And, once again, I called him and got the two and a half minute conversation that I usually get with him whenever this happens, and I mentioned that I've been in his proximity in a car quite often lately.
I don't know why I keep trying, but I do. I wish I could stop.
On Monday, I was on the way home after class when I once again saw Blonde Bond's truck pass me by. And, once again, I called him and got the two and a half minute conversation that I usually get with him whenever this happens, and I mentioned that I've been in his proximity in a car quite often lately.
I don't know why I keep trying, but I do. I wish I could stop.
