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As if you care about my dating life! But since you're reading this dating blog....

Sunday, October 26, 2003
Party Like I Don't Have a Man... 

Ok, maybe I partied more like I was just mad at my man...which I was.

So Roll up to MJQ at about 11:00 for their 6yr anniversary. Open bar - but I have the requisite Mandarin and Tonic... Scan the room... I need some company. I sit down by this mixed group (gay, straight, men, women...) but they are more into each other than the music. Dj. Detail was spinning some 'ole Roller Skate music that had me too hyped to just chill. I needed to hang out with people who were appreciating the music as much as I was.

I look up and see two dudes feeling the music like I'm feeling the music, so I walk over and sit between them.
OK - super pimp bonus - why do they work for my favorite radio show on WCLK? (This is obviously retorical, since you probably don't know.) Let me explain... this is the radio show that you tape when you'll be out on a Friday night... this is the show that you tape to keep the vibe going at a party... this is the only show that plays music that you won't hear anywhere else in Atlanta. So if you don't get it, I'm all dripping with compliments for them. We chill the whole night long, they take me home... ok I know I should explain - they dropped me off at my door and maybe they'll hook me up with some tickets to see Meshell N'degeocello on Thursday.

Had a great time but still wished "Oh, You Can't Hold My Hand Bastard" called... some bastards always stay on ya mind...

The Mad Dater - Later kids

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