Sunday, August 8

Misty called

to wish me a happy belated birthday. she didn't call on the day, because she heard that i had a date, and she didn't want to interrupt. i told her that it was with that guy i just happened to run into, and no, that he wasn't from around here. they're going floating on labor day weekend sometime, it won't be as good as it could be, if i'm alone.

it's all so ironic.

mom asked if i was still going to toronto, and asked if someone else was going too. i don't know, i think i invited him, i have a vague memory. 8-27 is when i get there, 8-30 is when i leave. she said she didn't know why she felt better with him there, cause she doesn't know him either, she just would.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

That someone else remembers when you asked him about this. He didn't realize it was so soon. toronto would be fun, he thinks. 8/27 - 8/30 eh?

Sounds good to me, if I can swing it.

B

Anonymous said...

I agree with your mom, it would feel better that way.