He says, You amaze me. See you tomorrow?
I say, Yes.
Now we wait and see. And I now have to get up at approximately 5am to shave, pluck and generally panic miserably over the effect my self-inflicted isolation has had on my overall appearance.
Fingers crossed he has all four limbs, his own teeth, and no weapons.
Oh, and that he shows up.
Friday, 5 December 2008
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