I was sitting in a bar the other day, waiting for my new romantic interest, The Artist, to join me.
She, running late in her taxi, was a tad concerned that I might be imbibing too heavily before her arrival, and sent me a text message recommending that I should "sip" my beer. She meant it in a very light & teasing way, I'm sure; but I pictured her saying it in a tone that was just sufficiently schoolmarm-ish... to be desperately sexy!!
I replied: "I AM sipping. It's just that the sips follow one another rather quickly."
The story of my life?? Everything's a metaphor with me!
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
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