Do you ever have those days where you know you are being really annoying - so annoying that you are annoying yourself - yet you cannot make yourself stop? That was last night for me and not until I went to dinner. Or maybe a little before that. I kept talking, they kept looking bored. I was overbearing, intrusive. It is a wonder I have a single friend. I did point out that I was the one trying to leave but they wished to stay. Then we went to his place and I explored exhaustively while she said I was nosy. Well, yeah.
This is a comfortable couch, too bad so many things had to die to make it.
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