i savored my salty cashew and set down my dixie cup half full of trail mix. i looked deep into his eyes. "May I have this dance?" and we twirled and sacheed (sp??) the lunch away...
or rather, i had some free samples and danced with joe to the player piano at costco. or rather, he danced and i stumbled along hopelessly. or rather, i haven't danced with a guy since... JUNIOR PROM. holy cow that's a long time!! good thing i took advantage of the player piano- and my unsuspecting coworker!!!
i've been packing. tomorrow i'll be leaving (i think). the black hole of l.a. is just a hop, skip, and a grapevine down the 5!
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