The answer to your several comments and your many, many e-mails is, "I have absolutely no idea what Samantha is going to make Will do now that she's won their bet!" Samantha was theoretically in Columbus at the game with her family, and I can only imagine how excited she must have been. I haven't been at the Bar since my shift Saturday night, so ( Read more... )

Sunday I slowly arrive at consciousness amidst some vivid, erotic dream imagery, that unfortunately is lost to the recesses of my brain as soon as the pain hits. Someone has clearly stepped on my head and stuffed an angry poodle down my throat, and I'd like to have a word with them - as soon as my bed stops rotating. I'm naked and cold, and I ( Read more... )