It was me, Michael, Jenny, Bert, and Becca, and we were having dinner at Applebee’s. Michael, Bert, and me were on one side of the table, and Becca and Jenny were on the opposite. And after dinner, I felt a leg brush up against mine. When it didn’t stop, I got kind of concerned because my suspicion was Becca, but when I looked under the table, it was Jenny’s leg. She had mistaken my leg for Michael’s.
How you doin’?
January 27th, 2009 22:48
Sarah
May 25th, 2009 23:42
I laughed until I cried reading this. Sometimes I can’t stop thinking…and then I sneak here, and usually leave without saying anything, once my thoughts have calmed. But it made me so happy to read this, and laugh so hard…thank you. Even if I wasn’t a part of that life.