04.29.04 :: 10:16 am
That made no sense. Exactly. The Good Lay is keeping me highly entertained though, with dry and sarcastic emails regarding our little road trip this weekend. He's threatening me with a stop at Mystic Seaport and fannypacks. I am holding off giving him a better name because as of right now, a Good Lay is what he is to me. That sounds mean, but hey, like the Police said: blah blah blah something something, "a fortress around your heart." And now, coffee. |