i can't believe you were still making sense of me, all drunk like that.
the best feeling in the world? the one i had this morning, waking up and calling and then falling back to sleep and dreaming, and having your sleep-noise be my dream? then waking up, because your sleep-noise stopped, and i wondered where the sound went, rolling over and talking to you? i'm still amazed.
i'm going to watch some rat pack for a little while, and wish i wasn't alone on the couch.