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10.08.02

tick tick tick

Ok, I have an afternoon to kill here at work. Right now, most of the projects that I'm working on are dependant on someone else doing something. So I sit and surf web sites. And I check my email every couple of minutes to see if he has replied yet.

I'm hopeless.

1:22 p.m.

10.08.02

how it feels to want

I f'n love him!

i read the emails back and forth and he always makes me smile. And he brings out the silly in me. And since I already know him, I know how cute he is and how nice his butt looks in a pair of jeans.

But, dammit Mike, when the hell are our paths gonna cross again? I'm getting drunk on my thoughts of you.

11:36 a.m.

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