
Either I can’t manage to get what my original ‘preferences’ were, keyed in correctly. Or someone at eHarmony hates
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![]() Either I can’t manage to get what my original ‘preferences’ were, keyed in correctly. Or someone at eHarmony hates more… ![]() I specifically request them and my friends are happy to oblige. They drunk-text me all the time, because (1) it’s hilarious, (2) they know I save my texts and hope I will quote them, (3) they want to make me jealous of all the fun they’re having without me, or (4) they’re being arrested and want me to call my bail bondsman…(I’ve been to jail the most, so it makes more… ![]() In one of my classic, drunken searches for the end of the internet, which started by soaking up every geeky bit of information there is to be found on Lifehacker, and—as always, ended up with me trolling NYC Craigslist for writing, computer and other miscellaneous gigs…I remember sending this little gem on Best of and then…I blacked more… |
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