Memoirs of an Eastender Tuesday January 21, 2003 - 7:45 a.m. Things I don't know how to respond to - Part 1 |
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Currently reading: Stupid White Men - Michael Moore Making me happy: I've had sex this year! Woohoo!! Pissing me off: Being confused! Background info: When I was going out with C for about 18 months, around 6 years ago, he used to be insured on my car and as he is an absolute crap passenger, he used to drive everywhere. Location: In my car, driving C to work Time: About an hour ago Conversation: Me: Do you realise, I think this is the first time I've ever driven you anywhere - apart from when you were pissed C: Yeah - you were a bloody good taxi service after the pub Me: Bloody cheeky bastard - I must have been mental C: Well, what's the point of having a girlfriend if you can't call on her services when you most need her? Me: Well, thank God I'm not your girlfriend any more! C: Well, you're a friend and you're a girl Me: It's not the same!!! THERE HEREBY FOLLOWS A LONG PAUSE Me: That's a point, you never responded to my text C: I thought I just did Me: Did you? C: Well, I said you're my girlfriend didn't I? Me: Am I? C: Well, you are........virtually, aren't you? Me: Erm, yeah, virtually....... I am not sure what to make of this at the moment, so I am going to digest it for a while, and write a bit more about last night later!!!
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