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Oh Dear.

Turns out I didn't have a girlfriend.

I'm trying to be mature about this. But honestly, I don't know anyone else who could labor under a two-month-long misapprehension of being someone's romantic interest.

Hopefully somebody will think this is cute and want to date me.

When life offers you mirages, make mirageade.


Does this mean you don't have a power drill, either?

Thanks for asking! Yeah, no more power drill. We had different ideas of how to spend our time. I was into snuggling, while the power drill was more about making holes in things.

Don't worry, though. I'm over it. And I've got my eye on a cute little sledgehammer.

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