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Monday, March 3rd, 2003
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8:08 pm - In Which Our Heroine Decides That She Needs A Life
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Boston's a sizable city, but dear god- you'd think that some people in town get absolutely no action. Yesterday, I had misplaced my pencil bag [meaning that I forgot where I had put it and will probably find it next week] so I needed to run a quick errand down Comm. Ave. to replace the lost commodities. It was raining, but I figured that I could live with it so I just put on some sandals for the walk. Along the way, I passed by a pizza place. One of the hired help was standing outside. He took one glance at my feet, and called out- Hey, what's a nice girl like you wearing sandals in the rain?
Now that's a pickup line, if any. Yeesh.
Anyway. Nice guy. Looks about thirty. Amber slides away to that art store down in Brookline. [Mmm .. art supplies ..]
( in today's news, Amber found this on one of the boards in the math/computer science department )
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