survived last night

well, my managing editor sent me an SMS - she's wondering where the heck my articles are. did i just not meet my deadline? well, that couldn't be as she didn't give me a "deadline", per se. not that i think i have all the time in the world. there's urgency there. but - ack! - my muse is missing. can't work up the desire to start waxing poetic over weddings. but i said i would and i will. maybe saturday, after that flea market excursion with mottie. maybe.

O o O

bumped into frisco. and right before we were to part ways, he started giving me the kissy face thing. and i was all nonchalant, gloriously unaware, smiling serenely. and he was like, "you have to give me a kiss. you know the rules". and i was all "is that official rules you're citing?" and he said, "no, just the rules of you and me." awww. am so easily won over. or maybe i'm just easy.