Sep 03, 2005 13:08
dont know when im going to get another chance to be computerized... but its worth a shot to run this up the flagpole and see if you drop your pants..
nick and i are in las cruces right now and are on our way to tombstone in roughly two minutes because he is fidgeting and pulling at my sleeve and saying Moooom... lets goooo...
hes such a child.
but he did have one good idea..
he suggested that i give you his cell phone number so you know if you feel like hanging out and having a mocha latte cappucino with skim milk and nutmeg once we get our asses out to LA, please call... and give up your address.. if you wouldnt mind meeting, you know how it is.
personally, i dont. ive never met anyone personally that ive met online before and ive never really wanted to so for me this is all terribly exciting and i feel like its christmas. i hope you still love me to death and i didnt scare you away with my repeated professions of love...
ok before i get into that whole scene and embarrass myself all over again...
nicks number is #1.734.658.4868
you can call anytime.
obviously, this is my private number, so dont go selling it to the national enquirer or anything. thanks. i knew i could trust you.
christ, i wish i had more time.
i wish i had more time.
i miss our communiques. i wish you hadnt just dropped me like a hot potato... its lonely and cold out here...
ok.
here i go.
love and pinto beans...
-the one and only deep-fried to perfection annmarie