ckeaton, what's funny is that Captain_Obvious and Beaverhausen weren't even aware of your riff with me (yes, I am the "desperate" girl ckeaton's referring to in his distorted version of reality) - in fact, aside from your rambling rant, they
still don't know what the hell you're talking about. Nice try though - and don't forget,
to assume is to make and ass out of you, and...well, just you. Guilty conscience?
There's also more to the story than you're bringing up, and I've the conversations to prove it. Luckily, unlike you, I decided to take the high road and drop that old news
long ago, while you've "psychotic"-ally (your word) decided to bring it up and make unprovoked jabs at me where it's irrelevant and NOT LET IT GO.
There's another silly twenty-something tw*t around here, and it ain't me. Baggage? Meet sophomoric grudges. Again, LET IT GO. MOVE ON. Or at least visit jrb_actor's "...Banal Details..." thread, because
no one (including me)
cares.
(PS. You are in no position to make snide remarks about those who are "pleasantly plump". Or "desperate", teeny-weenie sir.)
As for culinary school, congratulations, C_O!
"It's not always about you!!!" (But if you think I'm referring to you anyway, then I probably am.)
"Good luck returning my ass!" - Wilhemina Slater
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Updated On: 8/9/05 at 09:52 PM