Right now I am irritated. I am irritated because of an overly forward man who assumes things and only talks about himself. Why is it always men, whom you are not interested in and have made this information abundunduntly clear, who approach you and intrude into your lives, yet those men who you very much would welcome said intrusion and would find their forwardness charming, keep there distance until you send them a letter, text, telegram, and smoke signal that you are interested. Irritating.
I enjoy surprises. There is something exciting and possibly dangerous of the unexpected. Because of this anything I am curious about I call a surprise. I don't know what the day holds for me, it becomes a day of surprises. If I don't know who will be at a party, it becomes a party full of surprises. I like being excited, I guess. Much better than being irritated. SURPRISE ME!
Lisi
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