by the time early evening rolled around i was sunburned and did NOT feel like showering and drying my hair. i almost cancelled, but didn't. my other best friend mark helped me pick out an outfit remotely via cell phone from louisiana. i was worried about my shoes (gold strappy heels), he was worried about my top (green tunic). i wore some skinny size four GAP jeans that i will never fit into again. i still have the outfit.
we met at friday's on 41st street. we're thinking about going there again tonight. funny thing is, neither of us really likes friday's, and we never go there.
anyway. happy anniversary, babe.
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i'll remember that conversation as long as i live. strange that i recall that conversation so vividly when, at the time, it seemed to be a generic conversation that would have no ramifications at all.
but happy anniversary. glad i played a small role. :)
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