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5:54 p.m. - 2006-10-22 He knows I'm taken. I know he has a lady he lives with. At first he was complimenting me, chatting me up, asking questions in which answers entailed the Cliff's Notes version of my life story. He "wasn't hitting on me", and then he "was going to quit while he was ahead." THEN the little turd asked if he could take me to a movie sometime! Is it something in the air? The boyfriend made a comment last week that it had felt like I was losing weight (as he was playing with my lovehandles). A guy at school, and a current guest at the hotel, both flirting with me. It makes me feel good, I suppose. It makes me think of the nights I'd isolate myself on the dancefloor, trying to heal my broken heart with my "look but don't touch" attitude. 0 comments
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