Jan 31, 2005 11:10
I used to think comfort was always having a soft place to fall. Now I know that it's having someone there to pick you up and dust you off when your landing isn't so graceful.
I really surprised myself this weekend. I didn't know I cared so much.
It has been yet another close to perfect weekend. I love being lazy with you.
I love the fact that you think my phone calls are hilarious and you can understand my ramblings when even I can't.
Oh, and I also overslept this morning. I hate feeling counterproductive.