September 27, 2002
I got an e-mail from E.S. with the subject heading "I want my sock!" It was an extraordinary piece of writing, full of forgiveness and warmth and wit. If anything could make me fall in love with him, it would be this e-mail.
Unfortunately, it couldn't.
My friend L.N. pointed out that if this were a novel, I would end up marrying him.
Would that things were that simple.
Clearly, what's called for is an orgy.
So I'm going to one tomorrow.
Posted by Faustus, MD at 11:00 AM
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1) Aroob said (on 09/25/07 at 04:47 AM):
I remembered this post today, and decided to comment it and remind you of it.
It's funny how things work out :)
Im glad you two worked out with all the history between you.
*hugs*P.S. I love how I have to type 'conceited'
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