I'm not wasting any time anymore. Last night I had a date with a very nice EYF (Eligible Young Fella--Mom saying, our acronym) at Fishbones on Jefferson. He's a very nice, successful attorney with the same messed-up sense of humour as I have. We shall now refer to him as C. I'm forcing myself out of the quagmire of moodiness, surlyness and mild depression. I'm almost back to "normal."
Friday, July 16, 2004
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