2007-04-26
Walking down memory lane.
When I moved, I sort of forgot that my phone number changed and never really bothered to call people to tell them. Because I'm an awesome friend like that.
Last night I finally reached the last person on my list to let them know: The Ex (No, not that ex. Not that one either. The one that lives in San Francisco....yes, that one.) The last time I spoke with him was in August when I was hanging out with Argolam. A lot of time had passed, but we skipped all that unnecessary small talk about "jobs" and "lives" and went for what is really important: possible titles for midget porn ("Big Things Come in Small Packages"; "You Must Be This Tall to Ride"; "Little Man Taint").
Actually, now that I think about it, we never really did talk about anything but midget porn. Huh.
corin82 at 8:56 p.m.