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I'm currnetly wearing a few different reminder rings. All of them are ink drawn. Today in class I even made on which reads, "NoNoNoNoNoNoNo.." to remind me to stop using myself as a canvas.
So the greatest luck found my way today. While cleaning out my wallet, I found the # of the best lay of my life! Don't ask me how I lost the # without realising it, all I know is that I have it again. The only problem is that it's been 2 months since our brief but sweet encounter and I'm not that confident that she'll be expecting my call after all this time. Mind you she was rather taken by me then but, none the less, I am still a little nervous about calling after so long. It doesn't help that she's almost 1.5 times my age and has a professional carreer while I'm finishing my undergrad, broke as a joke. Not to mention we haven't a thing in common with the exception of a mutual attraction. None of this matters though! Because i have her #!!!!!
So now I just need some pretense under which to call her... ah yes... that massage she promised me.
So there you have it: Gregs gonna get some! Woohoo! Might get a rub down too