I received a note at work that started with, "Hello, waitress." I like that.
Part of my body just received a particular stare and a, "Damn, THOSE are nice." Oh, do me now, you smooth motherfucker.
As of today, my eye injury has healed enough to allow me to wear contact lenses again.
I just wore my "best" dress downstairs to make Spider-man mac'n'cheese, because...
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G'night...
Hey... Look for DarkPrincess and I Sunday... Hopefully the beard will be blue, by then. Say 'hi,' if you see us.
I hope it's as minor as it can be. [yeah, that sounds like an oxymoron]. take care of yourself. come west wheen you can. we'll still be here.