I worked late again. It’s
I worked late again. It's been a terribly long day and I was ready for it to end. Sam came by the office and picked me up for drinks and dinner. He brought Cubans and we stopped at Downing Street for a drink and to catch up. After Downing Street, we stopped by Blanco's on the way to my house to say hello to Joe and Dirk. I was in a hurry to get home to call EL, but she called me before I made it there... the events of the day and the course of my evening were instantly changed. I don't think I can stop smiling. I'm going to bed.
Great blog you have here. Keep up the great work mister green eyes!
wow… smiling as you go to bed can only mean one thing… phone sex!
if you had smiled any wider and laughed any harder, your head would have fallen backwards
or maybe I just missed her and I was just happy to hear her voice on the phone
:-)
Did Sam bring Cuban people or Cuban sandwiches? I’m just sayin’… it sort of alters the story significantly depending on which you mean.
yeah, I suppose that was a real stretch to assume that people would know I meant cigars. Heh. I’ll try to be more specific next time. ;-)
Admit it, C. I brought Cuban midgets
I love Cubans.
hahahahahhhh… midgets? oh, man.
I am actually blushing for some reason. I didn’t even think of cigars.
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