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Ok, Josh. Are you just messing with me now? There is no way in hell you ride a fixie around town but have private tables in the back rooms of local bars. YOU CAN’T FOOL ME. (I’m still trying to figure out where you sleep at night.)

Love you, Joshie.

(via neighborhoodr-minneapolis)

literallyunbelievable:

But who

It gets better, Joshy.

literallyunbelievable:

But who

It gets better, Joshy.

Thanksgiving

Hey, Josh,

Wish you were responsible for this baby instead of 3 plates of turkey, stuffing, and mashed potatoes.

Love you.

Lookin’ Good

Hey, Josh,

Saw a photo of you on People. You’re lookin’ old, dude! But still good.

Still really, really good.

What are you doing in New York? I was hoping to see you tonight.

Miss you, Joshie.

Hey, Josh.

Missed you at Sleigh Bells. I wanted to get all up on you. Maybe tomorrow.

Hey, Josh.

Missed you at Sleigh Bells. I wanted to get all up on you. Maybe tomorrow.

Hey, Josh,

Didn’t see you in my Easter basket. What a letdown.

Where are you, Joshie?

Hey, Josh,

Didn’t see you in my Easter basket. What a letdown.

Where are you, Joshie?

Hey, Josh,

Missed you at the Swarm game. You would have loved it.

Hey, Josh,

Missed you at the Swarm game. You would have loved it.

Hey, Josh.
Missed you at Old Chicago tonight. It’s ok. I didn’t want to be there, either, but we couldn’t get into Mean Girls at the Uptown Theatre because the poor, hipster girl decided to count the drawers at 12:15 and not let us get tickets at 12:20.
Actually, it was the bartender at Cafeteria’s fault. He wasn’t very prompt with our check. Didn’t see you there, either, dude.
Where are you, Josh?

Hey, Josh.

Missed you at Old Chicago tonight. It’s ok. I didn’t want to be there, either, but we couldn’t get into Mean Girls at the Uptown Theatre because the poor, hipster girl decided to count the drawers at 12:15 and not let us get tickets at 12:20.

Actually, it was the bartender at Cafeteria’s fault. He wasn’t very prompt with our check. Didn’t see you there, either, dude.

Where are you, Josh?

The Game

Hey, Josh,

Seems like every weekend, someone sees you around town. Not me. It’s never me.

As N*Sync would say, it’s gonna be me.

Until then, I’m going to blog about my failed attempts at a connection.

P.S. This blog was inspired by a night of drinking…and not seeing you.