'Scuse me. Musta dozed off . . .
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Relationships are weird...I mean, you go a year and a half without one--well, maybe you don't--not a prospect in sight, and then WHAM-O! It's prospects for miles. Five different women saying, "Call me!" And meaning it. If you know what I mean . . .
Of course, now I'm in a relationship. Which is weird, because we met on facebook. Well, that's not weird anymore.
What's funny is that this time there weren't five others clamoring for my time.
What, they're not on facebook?
Must have been the five previous girlfriends telling five others, who then told five more, etc.
That, or I'm just plain prospected out.
Thank God the current gf likes me. At least, I think she's more than a facebook friend.
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