Cheesy Embrazed Cheeks Peeving the Smoked Gouda

A dry snack and wheat germ crackers. Washed down with Tolamas Merlot. A wonder set of late night snakens.

Just finished a brief 2 hour phone call with Hillary. We talked about her day of work and my day of sheer loafing. I dropped off an application at Books-A-Million and got hit on by two of the girls working there. I went to Applebee's with a book (Norman Mailer's The Executioner's Song) and ate honey grilled salmon with almond rice pilaf and steamed veggies. I got hit on by the hostess and the server. Four girls in one day...not a one of them older than 19. This never happens. When I told Hillary about this she laughed. She said that all day at work people were asking her what she was so happy about. She didn't know why they would ask. But let me tell you, the conversation we had last night (warm, reassuring, and sexy) affected the both of us so much that we were both subconsciously showing it. Somehow, my hormones were flying all around me in atomic whirlwind action.

ahoy hooey husks,
Mungo

Song of the day: Phillip Glass - "Floe"