When I was at the bridal shower, my single-gal-pal pointed to the inside of my right wrist. "Can I ask you what that is?"
What had been a black stamp of a Chinese symbol from Chop Suey the night before was now a weird gray smudge. I thought she might be asking me how I got such a strange bruise.
Then she showed me the inside of her right wrist. It had a similar smudge from a club in a different town.
"It's the Single-Girl Tattoo," she exclaimed.
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
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Mine was from a club on Saturday night...does that still count?
I think any stamp any time counts.
Well, I wanted you be in your club for the same weekend.
I didn't make it out Friday night as it was spent helping an ex-co-worker sober up from their company sponsored happy hour. Then we drover her home (Think Say Anything..."Hey, I live here!")
She had 5 lemon drops in about two hours and then couldn't navigate public transportation to get home.
Man, those marrieds can't hold their liquor...
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