Ouch!

Ouch!


My weekend? Consisted of this. That night I lost my phone (call me, people, I don't have any of your phone #s) and twisted my ankle. It's all swollen now, so I can't go out. Ug.



Saturday night Clark Kent called. At 8pm. To invite me to meet him and a few friends at 9:30. He left a message. I haven't responded yet. What is this behavior? I'm sorry, I'm not looking for a fuck buddy. Clearly he ...

Kristin
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