Renae gave me another marriage talk. This makes it about two and a half times now... but who's counting? The freaked out, untamed, unwhipped boyfriend. That's who.
So... um. It was actually pretty calm, the entire ordeal. We were garage sale-ing and God was happy with us because there were PUPPIES at our first stop!
...um. I'm going to try and organize my thoughts and figure this out later.
Enjoy!
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oh alvin. I saw an asian the other day and thought of you.
ReplyDeleteYou should tell me your phone number.
you should give my sister a hug from me.
you should know I broke up with david and am living the single life in chicago.
you should know that maybe I will get to meet your brothers next summer. I think that is all.
I forgot about our writing gang until now. I have nothing to contribute except maybe a list of vocabulary words for 8th graders: "motivation, Propoganda, convincing..."
exciting stuff.
oh. and the start of a poem about a guy on the L who was reading an erotic novel.
I miss classes with you.