Wednesday, November 23, 2005

24

It's like a bad boyfriend. One that you love to hate. You break up, you get back together. You say "enough" and kick him out and then you're begging him to come back. "Please, just stay another hour...I love you, really I do." And he keeps throwing new twists and turns at you - keeps you on your toes. And you go a few days without him and go through withdrawal. And you know it's wrong, but you always want more.

Oh Season Three, where are you?

2 Comments:

Blogger Jess said...

No, really, 24 and I are happy together. We're going to get married! I don't need another boyfriend, don't you even think of setting me up with someone new.

Did you overhear that conversation, roommate dear? He did say that. And I believed him, damn him.

11:34 PM  
Blogger Jeff said...

Yes, damn him!

9:48 AM  

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