...(singing) make me a match. Find me a find. Catch me a catch...
Oye! "Catch me a catch" what is he a flopping fish?
Anyway I am going to see a Matchmaker service this weekend. This is so "out there" for me, but hey, I'm open to new things. So, it's a 90 minute interview and the person on the phone said they supply the kleenex. Huh? Uh, oh, sounds worse than getting a tooth pulled. But again, I'm a good sport, and the place is near the shopping mall so afterward when they've reduced me to a crying puddle on the floor, I'll go visit my real boyfriend, "Ross." He'll make it up to me with a new purse, shoes or maybe both. ;)
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Oh boy. I guess I would try to approach this from the point of view of just having fun. Is the kleenex for the interview or when you get the bill for their services Lol!?
I'm dying to hear about what happened at the matchmakers! Please don't tell me you've locked yourself in your home, with an industrial-sized bucket of Ben & Jerry's with your local grocery store's entire stock of tissues! :)
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