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:: Wednesday, September 28, 2005 ::

The last minute girl

I realise a lot of people I know seem to ask me out at the last minute. I am a last-minute company filler. How terrible. People only ask me out when they can't find anyone else to accompany them to various duties.

In other news, don't you think male nurses are so hot?

:: nimezs @ 12:04 am [+] ::

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