Thursday, March 24, 2005

I know it's the evil empire and all, but this cold, drizzly foggy morning I popped by Starbucks and wanted you to come running across the street from Cain in your clogs and over-alls and give me that sweet little head-tilting look saying "how are you really?". Surely you'd want that right now too... or maybe not? Miss you Kiki!


  1. I most certainly would. I loved those mornings! I miss them a lot and weekend mornings at Vic's too.

  2. Oh, and how are you? really?