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Lord, what fools these mortals be!

What an adventure we had.

So this is kind of how it went;
at least Fox news reenactment stylie:

: Wait, Veronica, please tell me this is some kind of sick tasteless joke.

: You weren't here! Why are you being this way? Why can't you just be proud of me as a peer and my gentleman lover?

: I can't believe you did this to me! You read my news!

: I told you that I wanted to be an anchor. I told you that.

: I thought you were kidding! I thought it was a joke, I even wrote it down in my diary. Veronica had a very funny joke today. I laughed at it later that night!

: I can't believe that I cared for you!

: Get out! Just go! We are through! Through! Because of your actions, you scorpion woman!

: You have broken my heart, Mr. Burgundy. You have broken my heart.


Went to dinner tonight.
Dank little place I adore.
What was I thinking?
Looking at the menu wondering what to bring home
for you.
Hearing The Smiths and remembering.
What kind of ridiculously awesome, yet
out to torture my soul, type restaurant plays
the f*cking Smiths!?

I've spent all day telling myself I'm not waiting
for a call.
Telling myself it won't come, and I don't care.
At least I was right on one count.



In other news...

I have a secret.
Of the delicious wrap me up in Victoria's Secret and tear it off me variety.
Something fun.
Something just for me.