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Sunday, March 14, 2004

In the words of somebody or another, that's one supposedly fun thing I'll never do again.

Yes, I knowingly flirted with Dante, yes I stroked his chest hair, yes I got into a catfight with his girlfriend (fun!), and yes, we forced him to choose between the two of us.

I lost.

G'bye.

(That said, Dante does really creep the hell out of me beyond turning me on. I think it's the "bad boy" thing that every girl goes through. I need to find a boy I can trust my sexuality with...)

(and that said, I have one in mind...)

(as soon as I ask him out...)

(and grow by about 125 courage points...)

(we'll see how it goes.)
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