tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575594973949982920.post5267634654308981595..comments2023-05-24T08:38:39.116-04:00Comments on Shoes, booze and losers: a primer for the thirty-something spinster: Medicating with foodMs Behaviourhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043831820035896075noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575594973949982920.post-77607568686093869912009-03-23T15:23:00.000-04:002009-03-23T15:23:00.000-04:00Oh, man, this sounds so much like my experience la...Oh, man, this sounds so much like my experience last fall. Unfortunately, I have go spectacular advice for you, especially given that I found myself idly thinking back to her the other day. Sheesh.<BR/><BR/>Hopefully you'll find someone who replaces him in your thoughts much sooner than I have...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575594973949982920.post-79831029475336975502009-03-22T13:20:00.000-04:002009-03-22T13:20:00.000-04:00looks like someone has a case of the Mondayslooks like someone has a case of the MondaysAwkward, for youhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06984432242525849075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3575594973949982920.post-37328555034647738762009-03-22T10:16:00.000-04:002009-03-22T10:16:00.000-04:00I dreamed this morning that it was Monday evening ...I dreamed this morning that it was Monday evening and I hadn't gone to work. I didn't have a reason for not going to work. I just decided that I didn't want to go to work on Mondays anymore. My boss called to ask me why I wasn't at work but I didn't take the call and I didn't call him back. I wonder if it's a sign.Ms Behaviourhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03043831820035896075noreply@blogger.com