Archive for January, 2009

Sometimes a man must choose.

Last night, Shaggy Haired Boy sent me a text message asking me what I was doing on Thursday [good sign].  I said I had no plans and asked what he had in mind.  He replied that he had nothing in mind quite yet, but he wanted to figure out a night that we could hang out [good sign], to which I replied that Thursday would work for me, barring having to work late.
This morning Shaggy Haired Boy sends me a message that says that he can’t do Thursday because he has to do his laundry[Really bad fucking sign!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
It reminds me of that Herbal Essences commercial where the lady breaks a date so she can wash her hair.  Except worse, because this is doing laundry, which the whole universe can agree is worse than hair washing.

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