sorry to bail without goodnight last night! GQ and i were watching BBCA cash in the attic, and we smoked a bit of raffia, and he was all "um. can we pull out the futon and lay down?" and we did, and he brought out his feathery mmmmm pillows, and we passed out. i managed to wake up at the end of the one and mumble "did she get her 3000 pounds?" and he said something about 6000 pounds for one item alone, and then i was all "i think i should maybe go into bed, or else we're going to end up both sleeping on the futon." he managed to get himself into bed, i saw when i woke up this morning. *snicker*
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Date: 2006-04-09 03:27 pm (UTC)*nuzzlesmoochin*