Thursday, June 01, 2006

Oh my dog, what ARE the odds?

*gasping for breath*

What are the odds?One of my college crushes was a guy I used to see during my free period between two classes in the same building. Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday we spent an hour playing Hangman and talking. Turns out that about the time he and I were in school together, my boss was drawing up his parents' wills. His mom just called, wanting to refer him to my boss for a will. I wonder if he will remember me? I wonder if he's still hot? I wonder if he's married?

*palpitations*

6 comments:

snicker said...

Who needs a man? Just find out if he has money and get put in the will.

Jammies said...

:p

Keep it up, Missy. I still remember when you were "Cactus Pants," you know. ^o)

snicker said...

Don't go there, I know toooooo much about you missy-miss. I could write a best seller about you...boring my butt.

Jammies said...

You so don't have a boring butt. I could write x-rated stories about you, my stacked blonde nursie friend. :p

Snicker said...

That's it, I am doing a tell all. Where's my pen?

Jay Jacobs said...

for your sake, his sake, and the sordid pleasure of watching the palpitations.... I hope he's HOT, SINGLE, and RICH....

now if I were cruel, I'd add in "and gay"... but I'm not cruel... really I'm not (but I'm thinking it really loudly).