Anyway, it's David's birthday again! Since his last birthday, he visited NYC once for NYE and we had much fun buying brightly colored pants, suffering the heat of my new apartment (until Jeremy figured out how to turn off the radiator, bless him), ate nice food, and tussled with Zach. He visited once again after that, which was after I ate that bad burrito, but we STILL had a nice time eating a mild dinner and watching a Barbara Stanwyck movie. Aren't friends great?
Here's hoping he visits again soon. In the meantime, here's us c. 1994, celebrating all the loot we picked up at Graceland. God Bless us ALL !
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Heads of the murdered are in those bags, right?
Today is also my mom's birthday. Do you think David knows that? Do you think David is my mom?
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