The Saturday night. The diva was sick. Migraine. High blood. Eye strain. At home retched just in time to deposit it at the sink while O gasped. Slept like a baby. Would have gone out with Cupid, the sofa, the thai herbs, the Gonuts, the Eric Benet sponsor when he texted he was in Cagayan de Oro. I texted back, “Going to FU without me will not be the same,” then went back to sleep on 12 degrees AC and Freestyle crooning “Half-Crazy.”
2 Responses to pingis.
Xtina
Replied on: November 13, 2006, 10:50 am
thanks ches
Cheska
Replied on: November 12, 2006, 8:22 pm
hope you’ll get well soon. =)