Too-too.
I have morals, you know - and I keep them in a shoebox under my bed.
I next took out my phone to send a text message and found, in 'Write Messages,' a message I do not remember composing, or sending, or even who I sent it to - but after I had scrolled through the whole thing it was clear I had, in the vicissitudes of drunken melancholy, found reason to write a mournful SMS to a former boyfriend explaining that while I might be getting with a random guy in front of him and the rest of the group, I was in fact still not over him (old boyfriend) and completely miserable.
Oh dear.
Having discovered this primary source chronicling the events of the evening (events that would otherwise never have been recalled at all), the next revelation came:
"I picked up a random Liberal - "
"ANOTHER ONE."
I next took out my phone to send a text message and found, in 'Write Messages,' a message I do not remember composing, or sending, or even who I sent it to - but after I had scrolled through the whole thing it was clear I had, in the vicissitudes of drunken melancholy, found reason to write a mournful SMS to a former boyfriend explaining that while I might be getting with a random guy in front of him and the rest of the group, I was in fact still not over him (old boyfriend) and completely miserable.
Oh dear.
Having discovered this primary source chronicling the events of the evening (events that would otherwise never have been recalled at all), the next revelation came:
"I picked up a random Liberal - "
"ANOTHER ONE."
posted by Miranda Airey-Branson at 3:13 PM
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