Friday, June 30, 2006

Friday...It's just my style.

Wadap.

Pitchers of Sangria at Havana's in the hot hot sun. I'll be there around 6. Getting all tore up...

Come one, come all.

Just not on me.

Comments:
but the pitchers are on you, are they not?
 
Don't worry Saba. They can't hear this. Only you can. That's good that you set up dinner at Havana's like I told you to. I'll make sure Gaius shows up.
 
Well, I hadn't planned on going out this evening but...

Given a certain change in circumstances of late....

I CAN'T LIVE LIKE THIS!...I mean I can't imagine living without my close personal friends. Which of course you all are.

Right. Then. See you all tonight. I seem to have developed a dreadful headache and I'm going to lie down for a bit.
 
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