One day you’re leaping from bed at 11:37 on a Thursday barely-morning because you’re supposed to meet someone for lunch at noon and the next thing you know it’s Friday. And it’s May.
In between there was lunch, a call from your former boss that made you laugh so hard your throat hurt, talking about writing, drinks at Grumpy’s, stories about Moist Frank, cute boys who wave, and learning that eating bacon on veggie burgers is wrong. Oh, and writing in the annoying second person.
This means today has to be extra productive. My biggest goal is to figure out how to invoice a freelance client. My second biggest goal is to not to take nap. Third? Tell you about the best book ever. Also, I decided that I was going to keep track for one day (today) all the random songs I sing in my head. Are you so excited you can hardly keep your pants on? I am.
wait. we were supposed to have pants on today? crap.
See? You were so excited you lost your pants. I can totally relate.
Hey, was it the cute guy at the bar that waved? I almost invited him to sit down next to you when I left. I was going to tell him there was a great literary discussion going on about a character named Moist Frank.
Karlyn
It was him. I think he waved because Peabo was drooling at him.
Yeah. You should’ve told him we’d be there in two weeks.
Did the Vodo ever show up? I’m thinking he was tempted–I mean his co-literary mate was there.
*barf*
I think the cute guy waved at me not so much for my salivation but because he knew that Moist Frank captured my heart.
Moist Frank captured everyone’s heart.
Are we inviting Moist Frank?
I dunno. Peabo might want a night away from the old ball and chain.
It’s not the ball and chain but the TOENAILS that I need escape from.