The other night…
I was on SoulSeek, looking for some music, you know, and somebody messages me and asks to jump queue and grab a couple of files from me. (Legal, public domain ones of course! ;) ). So we start chatting about things, I download a picture of her and shamelessly plug my “self-centered website”, as I usually do. Which of course leads to a discussion of Ayn Rand, to which she adds, “You know, it’s funny, I’ve had sex with every guy I know who’s read Ayn Rand!”. Anyway, it gets more interesting from there. Too bad she lives in Venezuela. :)
Why isn’t pickup up ever that easy in Real Life(TM)? Am I really that ugly?! [NO NEED TO ANSWER THAT, thank you!]
So I had to make up for it by hitting on the medical affairs secretary the next day when I went in to pick up my DOCH marks (I passed, yay! That was a brutal exam…). Gotta be careful with that one though, the rumour mill has it that she’s Dr. Taylor’s daughter, and we KNOW he’s much too adept with a scalpel. *g*
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