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Friday, September 9, 2011

friday is failed dating story day.

my boss sneezed when his eyes caught a glimpse of my gold shoes in the sunlight.
one of those sun sneezes, you know?
shocking to the eyes, i suppose.


which reminded me:

i went on a date once, wearing my gold shoes thankyouverymuch, with a guy who pointed out the oddity of a girl with gold shoes.

"i don't think i've ever owned shoes that weren't black, brown, or camouflaged," he said.

CAMOUFLAGED!

that was the 23635th nail in the coffin that night.

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