I remember spending Easter Sunday afternoon in your living room, watching the boys play Soul Calibur and talking about life, the universe, and everything.
Wanting to get Indian for dinner, but the place was closed, so having pizza instead.
The night we had our anniversary party at your house: It was 1 or 2 in the morning. We were at your house, completely toasted on Krispy Kremes and illicit treats. We decided to watch The Sound of Music, but first we stood in the living room singing Sixteen Going on Seventeen in front of a slightly horrified yet thoroughly amused Duncan.
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Date: 2004-08-24 08:12 am (UTC)Wanting to get Indian for dinner, but the place was closed, so having pizza instead.
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Date: 2004-08-24 09:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-24 10:58 am (UTC)