Sadly, it looks like I missed you this evening. The concert was increadible, we had backstage and everything. So happy to have such great friends.
Have a wonderful trip. I understand you need to go away for work. It's been long over due. Know that I'll miss you, but it's all for the best. Thinking of you as always. Sleep well.
Go to bed silly boy. If I could be there to keep you warm, know that I would be in a heart beat. I imagine how cozy it would be to curl up next to you. My head on your chest drifting off to sleep so blissfully content. Of course I imagine this all taking place up in your bed as it has been over 100 the past few days here and makes for very uncomfortable and restless sleeping conditions.
... not that things wouldn't get hot in your bed as well... even in the dead of the canadian winter.
I never received a riviting email of misadventure. It made for a very long workday. I hope we will have a little time to chat before you're shipped off up north.
You dig on blue toenails, aye? Thanks for the compliment, dude - you're pretty nice looking yourself...for a mostly mediocre, slightly atheletic looking, and overly romantic kind of guy hehe.
Also, your FANTASY reminds me of the beatles song When I'm 64...
I received your email when I returned home from work last evening. It made drifting off to sleep very pleasant indeed. Each day I'm amazed by your thoughtful gestures and your brilliant writing. You bring a smile to my face and a delightful sense of optimism about each passing day. Thank you.
Dude... I got your message. Your being away for the birthday bash is highly lame. But I know you need the money. I'll be sure to have a drink or two for you.
Feeling so sleepy... but I'm leaving aim on. If you come home, it will wake me. I have every intention of making good on my promise from earlier this evening.