the fastest reply in history
i pressed send on that shit, a hot 5 minutes ago...and he replied already.
see, this is the effing reason why the internet needs to be phased out...
nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
he wants to get together this week.
i'm not replying tonight.
temps, i guess it was just a dream - no, not that i used to read word up magazine - but the whole i think i sent him the email i meant to write to you - business we went through this morning.
i mustn't have effed up.
evidently he was sitting on top of his computer waiting for me to write.
oh, these lips are trouble.
my lips don't lie, like shakira's hips.
i don't think my hips do either tho.
i seriously feel like i did drugs, and i haven't smoked anything since last night.
posted by tinamarie @ 10:40 PM
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We said, we SAID- Don't email him the next day. wait a daytinamerie. wait a day. and did you wait? no. and did we think you would wait? no. we surmised that after leaving us in our lucid state at the brooklyn museum, you would go home and email the boy. and he apparently, had forsaken food, water, and was peeing in a cup in order to wait by his computer for your email.
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