in which I discuss things that pretty much only matter to me,
primarily the sordid details of (and frustrations with) my life as a perpetually single girl.

Friday, April 29, 2005

More true than not

This morning I had a very vivid dream, where I was on yet another first date. This guy ended up to be crazy, though, and tried to abduct me. Eventually, I stabbed him in the side with a pen and escaped from his car, calling 911 on my phone and ducking behind stopped vehicles as he fired shots at me. He turned the gun on himself, and I awoke.

Moral of the story: This dating life will kill me, unless I can force it to kill itself.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

No way! I'm supposed to have dibs on killing you.

:)

9:28 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Trust me, if your life is going to end at the hands of someone--it's going to be me. Now let's go play the "Kick Audrey Down the Stairwell" game again. That's my favorite.

1:37 PM

 

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