Boobies

Martin & I had dinner at Hooters in Santa Monica. Neither one of us had been in one before. We lost out on Tuesday Trivia because I answered "Vogue" instead of "Vanity Fair" for one of the questions about Demi Moore posing nude on the cover. Damn. I forgot my I.D. and cards at home so we didn't go out dancing, but instead came home and watched "SEVEN." As usual... I hadn't seen it since the theater. (Kinda hard to forget how it ends though)

Cardwell was at the Sting/Annie Lennox concert at the Hollywood Bowl. Nathan is down in San Diego with the family enjoying some vacation time. My vacation time started yesterday. I'm not back to work until this coming Monday. Thursday I leave for Salt Lake City to visit Dominic for a few days and celebrate his 21st birthday.

While I was driving tonight I had several moments of chills. Also, flashes of heat. I started the day with getting up and looking through old e-mails to delete. Ran across my Randy file. The last e-mail in it was one he sent me when he was leaving our old apartment for the last day. As I started to feel tears from reading, "You'll always be my first love. You'll always bethe one who made me cry when we made love." I got up and went running. Came home, took a shower, and went to lunch with Cardwell.

What am I to people?