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Was that a date? No, I don't think so.

Last night I went out with Hipster, Hipster's Best Friend, and Hipster's Girlfriend. Knowing Hipster like I do, I think it was likely that I was invited along to be H.B.F.'s surrogate date of a sort -- you know, keep things in balance, boy girl boy girl -- but H.B.F. (who, by the way, is in desperate need of a better nickname than "Hipster's Best Friend") didn't really seem all that into me -- or certainly not more into me than, say, Hipster's Girlfriend.

So I drank too much and got maudlin (on the inside, at any rate) and now I'm awake, preparing for work, and hungover as fuck. Good times. Not.

However, overall, it was a great two days off. Not only did I spend time with them, but I spent Friday night at Monica's house (drinking vodka and talking about fucking boys with a strap-on), and I had a delightful lunch yesterday with unixd0rk (it was, we were told, a "meeting of the minds.") I want to write about these things, but for now, I feel like I've been kicked in the head, so that's going to have to wait.

OK, shower time.


Feb. 21st, 2005 02:21 am (UTC)
I went through all the email addresses on a mass email Hipster sent out a few weeks ago and found herxsentences. The picture certainly looks like her, and the interests sound about right as well, but reading her journal, it doesn't sound quite right. I'm not sure.

I know her first name (Allison) but not her last name, so I don't know that I could be much help thataway.

I'll have to read through more of herxsentences' posts and see if I can convince myself that it's the right person.

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