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I'm not mad at Nat despite what she thinks. I'm just frustrated, she would be too if she were in my position, but she's not. Jordana did talk a little sense into me last night. ::grumbles:: I'm just stubborn. Anyways, In a few hours I'm going to go pick her up at the airport and take her to lunch at this nice little cafe' Nat and I discovered last time we were out here. Then who knows, I'll probably show her some sites and we'll hang out. We've got a bunch of people coming up to visit in the next few days I think, so quality time spent with my special guest is going to be good. I am anxious to see Brit and meet Eric, but I'll live. Don't believe anything Ewan tells you about me. I don't want to kill him, nor do I want to have an affair with him. ::eyes Ewan:: Ass. I'm kind of riding on the wave of half-awake-ness despite going to bed at a semi-decent hour. I'm going to go smooth things over with Nat before I head out. Can't have us being so not-us like, I don't like it. And Marieh. I promise not to chase you around with tampons ::laughs:: Damn my piano needs to get delievered. I'm itching to work on this new jazzy piece that I found, and I'm out of practice so I've got to sharpen up. Post a comment in response: |
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