I can eat an entire vegetarian burrito, from Chipotle, in one sitting.
I know all of the lyrics to “Senorita” by Justin Timberlake.
I promised Brian in mid-July that I would be a good girl, and I have kept my promise.
I floss every day.
I enjoy balancing my checkbook.
I love the cereal aisle at the grocery store.
I drink a glass of skim milk with dinner every day.
I will not get into a serious relationship with someone, if they aren’t at least 6 feet tall.
I have been bite 11 times by dogs.
I once fed my baby brother, Lance, a bottle and a half of baby aspirin.
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an update on yesterday's meeting: it still hasn't happened.
but it sounds like i am staying in chicago. sorry KC and sorry LA.
I am still a midwestern...
you only fed Lance 1/2 bottle of Aspirin. Your father then beat you while i called the doctor and gave lance syrup of ipicac.
oh. that beating must have effected my memory. glad to hear it was just 1/2 a bottle.
Lance isn't too screwed up from it, I don't think.
i can think of at least one serious relationship where he wasn't 6 feet tall.
so that is a lie. please refrain from falsehoods and rumors on your website.
With this information and the miscalulcation of the aspirin I have to doubt everything that was written on your "strange but true" list
~Nadia
the strange part - yes
the true part - probably not (as my drunk motto goes: if i don't remember it, it never happen)
i should clarify, after my last serious relationship (which ended 2 years ago) i promised myself not to date anyone shorter than 6 feet tall. i like to wear heels, and guys who are shorter than 6 feet are often intimidated when i wear heels.
all relationships before the age of 25 don't count.
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