VintagePunk said:
Wine would be good actually. And pasta, too. A nice red.
My ex...damn, he has a name, it's Steve...came with me to pick up Sarah today. As many of you know, we had a falling out and haven't really talked for several months. Picked up pizza, went back to his house, and mostly sat there and stared into space.
Then he and his g/f had to go meet his mom, who had been out of town all day and had no idea. Sarah and i came home, but we've talked on the phone...they're all in shock.
i'm glad you could be there with him despite the strained relationship. god his poor mom.
hey, just don't tell me you are drinking tepid water with your pitiful crackers
oh, and forgot to add that wine, pasta, and bono help with bereavement...how could i forget B?