Thursday, March 3


Ok, It's a little early. Like, she won't be home until Thursday at about 10 pm, but we are SO looking forward to it.

Mostly I'm selfishly looking forward to her meeting The-Artist-Formerly-Known-as-New-Guy and giving me her take on him, us, everything.

(Being as she just mentioned that she's happy I'm dating him because now she and Ghetto Phone Boy have less pressure on them, I'm sure she'll like him. For who he is, of course!)

By the way, I saw someone on some program (The Apprentice?) that had a shirt "Will work for Shoes." I really should just buy it for her, and not blog about it. Eh. Oh well. Now you know, LSG. ;) It's only a matter of time.

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