My lap was made for sitting in.
Once upon a time I was an 8 foot tall giant. I was also a mall that night and had no idea. My excuse is I was disoriented because those two tiny girls totally kissed right in front of me.
In all seriousness, though. They’re wonderful and adorbable and their “early night before a big day tomorrow” turned into sitting up talking until nearly 2am because a rare chance to talk in person is precious with such special friends.
I just took my calendar, flipped ahead to July and crossed it out. Wrote apricot real big (with small letters of course) across the whole thing. I can’t wait to answer armadillo to everything in that game. And if I member correctly, I was the one carrying two bottles of water while yours and Dawn’s were in my car.
Hey apricot, member that time on the Santa Monica pier there was that dark corner and you said it’s “the perfect place for selfies! You won’t be able to see me!”?
SST - Shoe Seat Table
Thank fuck these hens are leaving. There are only six of them, but my Starbucks was SO LOUD. None of them can wait for any of the others to stop talking before they open their mouths, so they speak up to be heard over each other in this endless loop of six women shouting at each other louder and louder until the windows shatter.
Peaceful tea drinking time with them gone.
It’s somebody’s 16th birthday today.
Poor kid is trying to nap and here I am laying on top of him.
Happy Birthday Buddy.
Gogol Bordello - Start Wearing Purple
Because one of you likes wearing purple and has good reason to celebrate and Gogol Bordello has a party song about wearing purple.
So, here’s something that hasn’t been seen here in a while.
I still look the same. No tractor accidents rearranging my face.
I wear a blue polo to work now, though, instead of ugly burgundy.
And always the crooked half smile.