In a Contest!

If you feel inclined to read a quick version of the story of my worst Valentine’s Day ever, click here. Yesterday, Brigid Kemmerer (whose blog I’ve really been enjoying) hosted a contest for the best story of a worst Valentine’s Day experience, so I jotted down the one about my date with my dirtbag, and it turns out that I’m a finalist. I’m story #2, but feel free to vote for story #1 because I secretly think it’s worse (and less cliche than my story).


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