good things about today:
1. jennie mailed me her signature halloween ghost cookies, individually saran-wrapped to keep from staleness.
2. living in the burbs means i can walk home (reading Atwood mind you) behind a dad and 6-year old pink fairy princess skipping through the leaves
3. working on saturday mornings means i walk through the meadows during little league football games as the sun rises over arthurs seat and the shallows of mist disapate.
4. i make a mean peanut thai
4a. even if said thai must be made with marked down meager turkey rather than satisfying succulent chicken breasts. at least i am old enough now i do things like notice my protein intake.
1 comment:
OK. First of all, nothing has happened yet with this sonja person. So screw it. That's what she gets for leaving him alone with another round of drinks and your boobs.
However, what happened to your scottish boy? (Of course, nothing has happened there yet either, right? But something COULD, right?) You should get on your horse with that situation. Because if there's anything better than getting off on some guy's hand in an alley, it's doing it with someone you're actually with. (By the way, you brought back so many memories of high school. Particularly the circle where Dobie Road dead ends at I-96.)
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