Tails of a 17th Street Geisha

I know I’ve been a bad friend. I’ve run into you accidentally while exiting the Dupont metro or hanging out in Arlingtron and we’d say, "let’s hang out sometime soon,"  "we really ought to get together," or ‘let’s plan on going out this weekend," only to have forgotten about running into one another.  We may have even exchanged numbers only realizing that our current number was already on our cell phones… still, some of you I haven’t seen in ages tell me that you know what’s goin on in my life because you read ALL about it in my blog. shelly, Nisha’s sister, are you there?

You guys don’t comment, though.

For all of you reading this, just post a comment that says "here" so I know that you’re reading. That way, when I DO run into you, I won’t have to go over my life story about how I dated this crazy guy or how my stomach hurt for a week proceeded by a chronic cough for nearly 2 weeks…

If you try to post and it sends you to your profile, simply hit back and you’ll find that you can post comments. Friendster has a glitch, apparently…

*ps* who wants to go sledding on Sunday? I don’t have to work because the snow scared all of my org’s board members out of town on early flights… yeah!

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