Thirty years ago today
I called Jennifer
at work and we talked about her space and she accused me of thinking that I
owned her body. I told her that I had no problem with her space except when it
sneaked up on me and would only exist in public places.
She said that
she'd reconsidered seeing me on Wednesday and that she would rather have more
time to herself until she got back from Vancouver on the following Wednesday.
She informed me that she would find somebody else to take care of her cat while
she was gone and I was insulted.
I called Yvette
and we went out to see Robocop II. It was very entertaining.
I was considering
running another personal ad.
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