Near the end of our time together in Europe, John started bragging repeatedly about how he had a girlfriend to go home to, while mine would obviously still be 5867 miles away for another three months. Oh how I was tempted to smother him in his sleep.
Today he posted this on his web log:
"you should see the smile on my face.
and my plans for tonight? .. personal chauffeur from work, sushi for dinner, a vampire movie, passionate sex ... and all with my lover."
To which I replied:
"bah humbug. you kids today, always with the sex. come be a bitter old codger like me. and who needs that new-age "companionship" mumbo-jumbo? retreat into a life of misanthropic hermitude. voodoo dolls of your enemies are the only companions you'll ever need."
Pictures from the Scottish games, Nicole's 21st birthday, drinking with Gail and Elisa, and Octoberfest are up here.
I had the day off work today and went to the beach with some red wine and a book. I never got around to reading, I just sunned myself and daydreamed. Aaaaah yesss, life is good.