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jane one sunday night, i was bored (as i am wont to be on sunday nights), and i decided to put up a post on craigslist. you see, last time i did this, i received approximately eighty responses, accompanied with eighty of the most hilarious pictures i have ever seen. out of my boredom, i calculated a fake post requesting action, no strings attached, with a picture of my breasts shining through a thin white tank top. i would not respond to anybody who did not include a picture. by the time i went to bed (5am), i had about 70 responses that i had giggled over.

my internet wasn't working so well on monday morning; i thought nothing of it, and went to class. i got back home at about 6:30 pm. i checked my mail. can you guess how many messages i had? 100? more. 200? more. 300? more. 400? more. to be exact: 421 new messages. honest to god. and i went through every single one.

i hadn't intended on responding to any of the emails, considering the post was a fake one. but some of the pictures - whew, man. hottt. i responded to about five of them, saying things like, "nice eyes..." or, "what kinds of things do you cook?" nothing too harmful. i got some more responses, and an email from a girl named jessica, that said:

My name is Jessica. You sent Simon an email yesterday. I am his live in girlfriend of over a year. I am really confused and hurt. Please help me better understand this matter.
Please write me asap.

Jessica

i also got a mail from my friendster account, that said this:

Lauren,

This is very crazy, but I need you help from one
woman to another.

Yesterday I discovered an email you sent to my
boyfriend Simon. I am not mad at you what so
ever. I am trying to get to the bottom of this mess.
We live together and definately do not want to live
with a man who cheats on me. I really need you
help in clearing this mess up. He says the email
was just spam, but I am not stupid. Please
remember this is also good for you because I
would not want you to be involved with someone
that is a liar. We are about to get married to.
Please understand my position as to why I am
confused. I really need your help.

You may also call me xxx-xxx-xxxx
I am very friendly and promise I am not going to
get catty with you. I am just pissed at him.

Jessica

i called her, explained what i did, how the post was really a joke, and why i didn't know who "simon" was - because he had never written his name. she explained further that she had had a miscarriage, that he was a talented graphic designer who couldn't get a job because he was from poland and couldn't get his green card. the other reason for them to get married. because he was illegal, he was not working, and she was paying for everything of his, including rent, food...everything. she had found the email, and he had gotten defensive and claimed it was spam. she had looked up my email address on friendster and had sent me the note. she told me also that he never told her that she was beautiful, and that it was difficult to get him to say "i love you."

i told her i was on her side, not to feel like a fool because he had gone behind her back and tricked her. i told her that i would meet up with him for her and see if he was, in fact, willing to go through with anything. she said that wouldn't be necessary. i heard a voice in the background, and she said she would call me back. i didn't hear from her that night.

this morning, i got a phone call. she told me it was over. we talked about it a lot, i told her she was better for kicking him out. we talked a lot, and agreed that it might be nice to meet sometime, since we both thought the other sounded cool. she told me where she worked: a strip club downtown called the pussycat lounge. being naive, i asked her what she did there. she told me she stripped. i told her i would be there soon.
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once again were suprising and confusing and I have not the expirience or the will power to attempt to make sense of them.

And I kissed you and you took me to bed... and I spent my morning and my afternoon in the hospital hodling her and trying to make her laugh. And I ate chinese food and went to bed early.

And you called me up and I went to you and you were real, and I wondered who you really are. You tried to kiss me and I shied away attempting to tease, but you fell asleep.

I wonder what these things mean. I should not read so much into the ordinary.
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