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Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Don't go away mad... 

...just go away.

About three lifetimes ago (post-mom, pre-dad), I was hanging with Steve, and he was dating this chick who was soooo nasty (yes, as I write this, I'm channeling 15-year-old me). Can't even remember where he found her, or if she even went to our school. I think they met at the pool at the YMCA. Anyway, I've had hangnails with more brains than her.

Her name was Melissa (or maybe it was Melanie - yes, that's right, Melanie), and she was nice enough, but really... stupid. At one point, at one of my underage drunken New Year's parties, we tried to convince her to bungee jump off my 14th story balcony with only Christmas garland tied around her waist. Lucky for her my dad woke up just as we were getting ready to film her demise... (yes, we were evil, so what?)

Anyway, I'm working on the re-re-re-writes for my novel right now, playlist in the background (tequila on hand, of course), and on comes Motley Crue. Mel, don't go away mad, Mel just go away.

Ah, those were the days.

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