Maybe it's the new moon or my new shoes, but I'm feeling hopeful. Does it matter why? Hope is always good. So I thought, as I walked to happy hour today and saw this license plate. Maybe there really is someone for everyone as I've so often heard. Maybe a girl can really find love after years of being wrong, wrong, wrong, and going down the wrong road. Just maybe I will stumble upon the real Lovah-man in Lovah-ville at the right time and place for him and me. Just maybe. And just maybe there's a Citiboy for Citygirl.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Hope
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There definitely is. You only have to be right once, if that makes sense.
At least one of us has hope! I have completely given up because men in DC (who aren't gay) confound me beyond belief. I'll just stick with my friends, my cat and my tango...
Yes, hope!... The batch seems to be getting better out there, some actual non-egotistical-or-retarded-dorks floating around.
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