Some days...
Jul. 3rd, 2003 06:39 pmOne problem with being in a house with someone whose plans are often composed on the fly:
My Fourth of July is suddenly open. I thought there might be a barbecue, maybe some friends of my brother's, maybe just the two of us ...
Instead, it's just me and what must be the lamest life on the 'Net.
My Fourth of July is suddenly open. I thought there might be a barbecue, maybe some friends of my brother's, maybe just the two of us ...
Instead, it's just me and what must be the lamest life on the 'Net.