A Funny Thing Happened On the Way to the Airport...
I wrote her a letter. Pulled out all the tricks I had up my sleeve to make it as sweet, funny and honest as I could, because I suck a ton in conversation but I can be a hell of a writer. Well, sometimes anyway.
I gave it to her when I took her to the airport this morning. She'll be with her friend Michelle over the weekend, down in South Carolina.
I'm supposed to pick her up Tuesday night, late o'clock, when she gets back.
I guess we'll find out soon enough whether or not she still wants me to be her ride.
Seriously though, the only things I can think of are her and a refrain of the phrase, "Oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god..."
I gave it to her when I took her to the airport this morning. She'll be with her friend Michelle over the weekend, down in South Carolina.
I'm supposed to pick her up Tuesday night, late o'clock, when she gets back.
I guess we'll find out soon enough whether or not she still wants me to be her ride.
Seriously though, the only things I can think of are her and a refrain of the phrase, "Oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god..."