Monday, August 30, 2010

I sober miss you often

Yes. I told that to the Doctor.

Damn you, Doctor!

In my defense: he started it. Last night, he told me: I'm in California, and miss you.

And then I told him that I'm here and wearing heels and thanks because I was then thinking of him.

And then he started flirting.

And then I asked if he was drunk (it being only 7pm in California and all did throw me off). And it seems he was. But then he said: I miss you at lots of sober times, too.

I miss you at lots of sober times, too.

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