8 hours on trains, and 12 in new york. that was my wednesday. i went to see the once a year concert by the three terrors, which is made up of people from the magnetic fields, flare and kid montana. the show was amazing, and the whole day was a delightful whirlwind of wonderful songs, people, opportunities, and a late night gay bar or two.
yesterday was about recovery, and now things are as back to normal as they ever are.
on sunday i've been invited to my fianc's house for dinner with The Parents, for, yes, what i'm sure will be a fantastic meal. but i have the feeling that this is more about an intense interrogation session. i'll have to remember to bring my sunglasses in case the white light they'll have pointed at me is too bright.
hope this finds you well happy, and slightly naughty.
yesterday was about recovery, and now things are as back to normal as they ever are.
on sunday i've been invited to my fianc's house for dinner with The Parents, for, yes, what i'm sure will be a fantastic meal. but i have the feeling that this is more about an intense interrogation session. i'll have to remember to bring my sunglasses in case the white light they'll have pointed at me is too bright.
hope this finds you well happy, and slightly naughty.
Those things aren't admissible in court, I don't care how much Maury Povich and Montel Williams swear by them
-PT