Tuesday, March 13, 2007

riding the metro

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Today, on every bus I took (the 75 to and from the U District and the 540 to and from Redmond), there was exactly 1 (one) hot boy in tight indie hipster jeans. Every bus. Surely this cannot be simply a coincidence. Surely, this must mean something! But what? What could it mean? The only thing I gleaned from it was that given four chances to talk to a hot guy sitting next to me, I took none of them. Something is obviously wrong with me.

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