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Thursday, October 09, 2003
Hank Williams... Get Out Of My Head! 

So some of you thought that I would have nothing to write about now that "I got a man"?. If I weren't my own worse enemy this would be the case. But... The Mad Dater can be a bastard too... Que Hank Williams
But sleep won't come the whole night through/Your cheatin' heart will tell on you.
So Monday night I went out with "Dr. Feel Good Bastard". (Who, you may recall, I met him during "The Big Bastard Weekend" . Now, we've been meaning to go out for some time, that time actually just arrived on Monday. We got some drinks a Gecko Lounge. (Note: The margaritas suck go to The Flatiron instead.) Then after a pretty good conversation we decided went to Metal-Some Monday at The Dark Horse Tavern's 10 High Club. First of all, it's cool as sh!@. Where the heck are you gonna sing karaoke to a live band and metal at that? I digress. This would have been an excellent date if I hadn't recently told "El Diablo Bastard" that I would be his girlfriend... - yes, ponder the contradictions.

He dropped me off. I tentatively said that I might like to go see Chris Robinson with him. I went upstairs and then...
"You'll toss around and call my name/You'll walk the floor the way I do /Your cheatin' heart will tell on you"
Yowza! I thought I heard "El Diablo Bastard" in my head. I'm not made for this stuff - hey I'm the same person who would rather fail a test than cheat in school (opportunities for cheating did abound) because I thought that I would get caught. To make matters worse, when I saw "El Diablo Bastard" on Wednesday, all seemed fine 'till ya man asked "This is mine, alone?" (referring to the booty as men do) and I was like "yes". He said "Don't lie to me". I was artfully evasive. Whew -
"Your cheating' heart will tell on you"
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