Sunday, April 29, 2007

Call On Me

I've done little more this weekend than recline on the couch and strap a lowball full of whiskey-cokes to my face. It's been wondrous. Nevertheless, I was starting to feel a little self-conscious about it (also, I wanted to commiserate with someone about my lack of writerly drive for the past few days). I called my good buddy,Orlando,* and he shot the shit with me for about 90 minutes and made me feel better. He also laughed at all of my vulgar and wildly inappropriate "witticisms."

*picture of Orlando and me taken on the job (he's driving)

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