the weekend
I haven't really had a Saturday for six years. I know it's funny to say that, but if you work odd days and odd hours, Saturday loses its magic. This morning, though, I slept in. And it feels like Saturday or summer vacation used to--a blessed still silent hot afternoon with the paper read and no work to speak of done. I'm going to go to the pool, just to top it off.
posted by sophie at 15:00
1 Comments:
Well, here's to the hope that if he isn't an awesome guy that you'd like to see again, that at least he provides you with as good a story as the toenail guy, and a safer one than Mr. Let's-Not-Go-Skating.
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