Then I went with Joe and Aaron to Rawhide because we were in a mood for some raunch dressing. Later, at GymBar, we met this guy whose name escaped me while he showed me his collection of me-with-celebrity photos kept on his camera.
(I made one of him with Joe but it is not pretty.)
Today I woke up with a cold. I rummaged about until I found something C had stuffed in my Christmas stocking.
I've been rubbing it on my chest like a mad thing. There's no food in the house and it will be hours before C comes through the door. Camille is not happy about being forced to suffer unattended and with no audience.
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I've come down with congestion in my chest as well. Maybe you need to make a trip upstate and rub something on my chest! ;)
You should get a t-shirt that says "I went to the Rawhide and all I got was this lousy cold...guess it coulda been worse"
'raunch dressing' is the best pun I've heard in a long time.
Do you have a violin playing in the background? One needs the proper soundtrack.
>Camille is not happy about being forced to suffer unattended and with no audience.
I thought that's what blogging is for.
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