Wednesday, March 03, 2004

Love Me Tender

I'm eating toast & jam and drinking milk out of my Elvis "Love Me Tender" glass, thinking about how wonderful Scott is. You know a man loves you when you can call him at 4:45 in the morning because you're scared you're making a mistake, and he will lovingly comfort you for thirty minutes without making a groggy, just-out-of-bed voice.

I'm not making a mistake.

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