Friday, February 13, 2004

Friday the 13th

I'm not superstitious, but I assumed that because the sun finally decided to appear in Atlanta today that all would be good.

So I psyched myself into taking a realistic thought into what tomorrow is, that b*tch ass punk muthaf*cka St. Valentine, and then I realized that I have totally eliminated all of my recent possibilities for love.

I was working with a good pool of four delectable goodies. That four has dwindled ever so fast to ZERO! I'm picky, but not that damn picky!

Now it's on...

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