Later Friday, November 2, 2007

Thank god I didn't stop for coffee on the way home, because right after I got back, Rory knocked on my bedroom door, which means if I'd stopped for coffee, Rory would have found my room empty and known I'd slept out....

Our sex would have been so much better if I hadn't been thinking the whole time how I hadn't showered yet and how lucky I was that Rory didn't notice I was wearing a huge men's sweater....

Such a long post! When I was 11, I kept a diary and I wrote in it every single day for a month. Then I stopped forever. I hope I don't do that again. I quit too many things. The only things I don’t quit are the things I should: drinking, smoking and Rory. Ha!