Monday, April 16, 2007

Suddenly, everyone is a matchmaker.

Ebie wants so hook me up with her psychology TA. She would hook herself up with her if she didn't have a wife, 'that's how hot she (the TA) is'. Right.

Branx took me to DM today because a 'superhotsexyandverygay' girl works there. The girl even has red highlights so she's obviously 'totally my type'. It's nice to know that all my friends consider needed for someone to be my type is when a certain girl has red or curly hair, wears glasses and/or owns a leather jacket.But it's not like my judgment is any better these days; every girl I find interesting is either taken, straight or a jailbait.

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