Here's what it looks like when someone misses you in Ohio:
I just have to make it through Wednesday (high of 49, low of 29!!), get up early on Thursday, and then I'll be home and dry... and with you.
How did I get so lucky? What in the world are you doing with the likes of me?
Well, never look a gift horse in the mouth.
I'm going to go back up to my cell, sorry, room, and give you a call.
Toodles!
Love you,
Michael
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Missing you in Ohio
Hey, Scientist Lady:
I could live with the thirty-degree weather.
I could live with the ridiculous out-sized pickup truck.
I could live with a hotel that shares a designer with many of today's finest penitentiaries.
I could even live where going to the gym is a bit like the quest for the grail.
But...
I wouldn't last five minutes without you.
I miss you.
Your Michael
I could live with the thirty-degree weather.
I could live with the ridiculous out-sized pickup truck.
I could live with a hotel that shares a designer with many of today's finest penitentiaries.
I could even live where going to the gym is a bit like the quest for the grail.
But...
I wouldn't last five minutes without you.
I miss you.
Your Michael
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