I ran into LSG again this morning; he on his way from 88, I on my way in. Over two years in the same building and I barely ever see the guy, and then twice in one week (after overhearing the sex, natch)? I sense a Tank Top Tom situation coming on again. Is it my lot in life to have some strikingly attractive but totally not my type not to mention out of my league man living in my building and taunting me with his charms at random moments, reducing me to an awkward, giggling school girl?
I've had this song in my head since I downloaded it for MemJam:
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- Queen of the ill-timed zinger; sometime prude; consumer of consumables.
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