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December 05, 2003
The importance of being Frank
I had dinner with Frank tonight, because there he was and I also was there as well. He has a boat now - I mean, he had a boat when we were dating, but now he actually knows how to sail it - and is soon to be sent to Belgium to work and live. Where was all this shit when we were together and he was homeless and I paid for dinners? I ask you. But I still had a very nice time and he did buy me some soup.
"I think my favorite thing, of everything there is to do, is reading," I said, sort of incoherently. He looked at me silently for a minute.
"You are a big dork," he said finally.
"Whoa, buddy," I said, "why don't you take a second look at those fringed loafers you're wearing before you start getting all personal."
Posted by didofoot at December 5, 2003 09:01 PM
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