A cosmopolitan and ribeye are waiting for me somewhere in this town. R prefers a
salad tonight as he feasted on the company's dollar the last few trips. He needs
to beef up on his ruffage. Ahhh, yes, R has arrived home and we are off to
commune over the fruit of the vine and the yield of the field. I so desperately
love this man. The wonderful thing? It is a love of reciprocity.
When in doubt, read this blog, my beloved friend.
Posted by: Kris at March 19, 2005 02:29 PMAs Kujo remarked, I too am sooo very happy to have stumbled upon this blog. You write about the same things I would (if I would for once post on my own blog) with a style and ease that I could only wish to achieve.
Posted by: Nee at March 19, 2005 02:29 PM
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