1/26/2008

Waiting...

My date is thirteen minutes late, which is OK as I just finished getting this sweater over my head and my teeth brushed. But the anxiety of having to get to know a new person is building up. I just need not to think about it. I hate people, and if I could I would be content with not ever meeting someone new, but then I would die a lonely old lady. Yucky! I guess I need to put my big girl panties on and realize their is more to having a social life than instant messenger and Myspace.

Breathe Tamy...

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