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Lonely, slightly insane, and exceptionally dorky 28 year old seeks friend to share dollar night at the movie theater, trips to Barnes and Noble, and occasional imaginary island get-aways (but only the islands with hot cabana boys.)

Must bring your own dollar for movie night, and we're totally not sharing popcorn, so get your own.

You will also be required to walk aimlessly around the book store looking at nothing in particular until we get to the young adult section where we will then compare different representations of teenage vampires.

And, please, do not bring your children along on our fantasy trips to hot cabana boy island.

Contact Melissa at: ohmygoshwhydon'tyoujustmakefriendsalready@whataloser.com (not a real email....although I dare you to try and send spam to it.)

Comments

Emmy said…
If I lived close I would come
Barbaloot said…
Barnes and Noble and movie night? Not things I usually turn down:)
Rachel Sue said…
I am so there. . .
Hmm, this is an ad I would SO answer.
That Girl said…
Officially: entering.
Claire said…
I've missed coming by your blog.

I shall be your friend. I won't even ask for your popcorn. My head will be found in a gigantic bag of chocolate instead.
Wonder Woman said…
I'm so there.

Or, if you'd like, Superman will be gone tonight. I plan on eating enchiladas he hates, putting the kids down by 7:30, and enjoying So You Think You Can Dance, Glee, and America's Next Top Model.

Wanna come?
Oh how this strikes a chord...

And not just because I tragically live hundreds of miles away from a Barnes and Noble...

~snifflesobsnort~

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