tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9726570.post114935215820277596..comments2023-10-15T04:06:47.794-04:00Comments on Tales of a 9th grade Tuba Player: Tuba Player Does the Single Thingsusansinclairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12902873240114986043noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9726570.post-1150169621803015802006-06-12T23:33:00.000-04:002006-06-12T23:33:00.000-04:00Speaking as your former beard, I'd be honored to f...Speaking as your former beard, I'd be honored to fill in as necessary. (men go to these bars too, right? hey, pass the wings!)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9726570.post-1149426518867155292006-06-04T09:08:00.000-04:002006-06-04T09:08:00.000-04:00If I lived up there, I would totally be your beard...If I lived up there, I would totally be your beard.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9726570.post-1149379752555725182006-06-03T20:09:00.000-04:002006-06-03T20:09:00.000-04:00ahhh... the infatuation drug. You can't avoid it -...ahhh... the infatuation drug. You can't avoid it - it's what makes the whole dating gig even remotely worthwhile. (Personally, I despise the dating rituals - but that's just me).<BR/><BR/>The trick is to feel the infatuation, know it for what it is, and not make Important Decisions until after the rush fades. And it always fades.<BR/><BR/>Good luck out there!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com