Tomorrow is the day. The big V. The day when singles everywhere are looking to gaff that little winged sucker with his own arrow. And I don't mean in the heart, the aim'll be a bit higher... or maybe a bit lower, depending on the mood of the particular single. Gut shots last a long time ya know.
I'm not letting him get to me, though. I'm going to relax and pamper myself. Maybe pick up something nice to fix for dinner. Lemon herbed chicken sounds nice. Side of long grain and wild rice. A nice white wine. Maybe fix a plate of brownies, served hot, for desert. Although lemon bars would probably go better with the wine, huh?
Them guys don't know what they're missing.
Friday, February 13, 2009
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