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" I just had to post this picture of my cousin Livia -- she&amp;#x27;s like, the epitome of everything right in the world.&amp;amp;nbsp; And yeah, I&amp;#x27;m not loving photos of me with the shoulder-length shag. So she&amp;#x27;s substituting -- while I do conditioning treatments.&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;amp;nbsp; Think I&amp;#x27;ll post random relatives and prom-dates until I&amp;#x27;m a long, lustrous brunette again. Just kidding -- there should be some partygirl poses after the weekend.&amp;amp;nbsp; Starting tonight, I have back to back debaucheries (aka 1.5 tequila shots and matza pizza past midnight): -- Gorgeous, gay, crazy nabe from LA is in town!&amp;amp;nbsp; -- Promised the Faking It boys I&amp;#x27;d buy them dinner in Tribeca, and let them watch me get a shoulder tattoo (I&amp;#x27;ll never do it....I&amp;#x27;m a tat tease).-- Like, 30 people are having 30th birthday parties.&amp;amp;nbsp; You know those Aries - they luv attention! I&amp;#x27;m psyched to let my hair (uch) down this weekend.&amp;amp;nbsp; I&amp;#x27;ve been a gym-going homebody all week -- and while I usually prefer being a big &amp;#x27;ol nobody, I&amp;#x27;m in the mood to rock out.&amp;amp;nbsp; Loved the life-plan (or life-unplanned) discussion. I&amp;#x27;m going to spend more time thinking about my own life&amp;#x27;s architecture this weekend, so don&amp;#x27;t think I&amp;#x27;m totally digressing (who, me?).&amp;amp;nbsp; However,&amp;amp;nbsp; I have to tell you the funniest thing.&amp;amp;nbsp; It&amp;#x27;s soooo old-school See Alyssa Date. Okay, this guy I&amp;#x27;m good friends with totally f-ed up with his new girl.&amp;amp;nbsp; They&amp;#x27;ve only been out a few times. He&amp;#x27;s really into her, kind-of infatuated with her actually.&amp;amp;nbsp; But it&amp;#x27;s early, she&amp;#x27;s hard to get, and he&amp;#x27;s trying to keep cool like a good boy. Well, last night they were drinking wine and kissing and stuff, and for some unknown, unconscious, uncontrollable, unfortunate reason, he blurted out &amp;amp;quot;I love you.&amp;amp;quot;&amp;amp;nbsp; Like, totally out of nowhere.&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;amp;quot;Babe, great wine. Which did colleges did you apply to? I can&amp;#x27;t stand tofu.&amp;amp;nbsp; I love you. Do you watch Lost?&amp;amp;quot; She flinched, but pretended not to hear. They finished the wine.&amp;amp;nbsp; The vibe was weird.&amp;amp;nbsp; He wanted to disappear.&amp;amp;nbsp; I mean, I&amp;#x27;ve had passionate moments like that, where I&amp;#x27;m like &amp;amp;quot;Alyssa, don&amp;#x27;t say I love you, don&amp;#x27;t say I love you, don&amp;#x27;t say I love you.&amp;amp;quot; But usually that means ya don&amp;#x27;t say I love you. I told him to email the guy from Everything is Wrong With Me because he seems like a well-meaning dude who can&amp;#x27;t get anything right. (And, I needed an excuse to link to him because I think he&amp;#x27;s totally nuts...in a good way). But back to our sweet boy, what should he do? Personally, I think she sounds like a chill, quirky girl herself, who probably thinks he&amp;#x27;s even more awkward and adorable than she imagined, and won&amp;#x27;t even bat an eye.&amp;amp;nbsp; Or maybe I&amp;#x27;m projecting.&amp;amp;nbsp; I told the loverboy you&amp;#x27;d come to his rescue.&amp;amp;nbsp; What should he do to redeem himself, or is it simply beyond repair?&amp;amp;nbsp; Click here to vote"^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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