My feelings were hurt and I was in a funk all week, but then I realized I have done almost the exact same thing to more than a few people over the years (okay, like 3). I felt the need to call and apologize, AA style. Alcoholics Anonymous, not American Apparel. On that note:


"I wish two drinks were always in me."

--

"I love that this is what our life has become," Jen said, her tit hanging out in the living room as we watched TV. She made body casts and I was writing something. No thang.