Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Traffic sucks
He's on the freeway right now, inching his way closer and closer. I offered to go out there so he could avoid the traffic (far less traffic heading towards him), but he wanted to come here. I feel so bad that he's enduring it, but so excited to see him. And he still has to work tomorrow. He's crazy; my ass wouldn't have traveled like that (and so late) on a work night.

I totally need to make it up to him. Tonight isn't going to be as innocent as last time.
 
posted by Megan at 9:30 PM | Permalink |


7 Comments:


At 10:03 PM, Blogger Stuart

you go girl.

 

At 10:52 PM, Blogger Airam

Yeah you best get your freak on.

 

At 10:54 PM, Blogger Airam

Oh and did it ever occur to you that he may think you're worth fighting traffic for? Which you ARE by the way.

 

At 6:15 AM, Blogger Momentary Academic

I agree with Airam. On both counts.

 

At 8:14 AM, Blogger Megan

Aw, thanks guys. And Airam, you're right. He even called me from the freeway and said he would've turned around if it had been anyone else he was going to see, but that he really wanted to see me.

I am worth fighting traffic for, damnit. You're right.

 

At 11:31 AM, Blogger Scotty

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At 11:32 AM, Blogger Scotty

Airam said it well. Thats when the thought really does count.

 
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