This very much anticipated fall holiday has been pretty lame thus far.
I'm worried about Laura. She's really sick.
Leslie has been out past 12 every night, good for her. All my friends are out of town, or abide by curfews. Or are suffering from the plague.
I miss Jordan.
It's been a while, but I do.
Nance fixed me a margarita ...or three... tonight.
I
(
Read more... )