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About my Friday ....
Long about 6:00pm, I decided to do some yard work. My arm felt like complete crap when I finished, so I took a shower, climbed into my jammies and took a few Vicodin to make the pain go away.
I was just starting to really feel high as a kite when the doorbell rang. It was my new neighbor, Theresa.
T: "Hi, do you feel like coming over?"
Me: "I'm high, sure."
T: "Your arm??"
Me: "Yup. Is it ok if I stay in my jammies?"
T: "Sure."
Me: "OK, I'll be over in a minute."
Now, what Theresa failed to tell me was that it wouldn't be just me and her. She also invited my other neighbors (who thankfully are my best friends).
BFFs: "Good LORD, girl, you mean to tell us you came to a social event in your PJs???"
Me: "But ... but .... but ..."
I had a couple of glasses of wine to top off my Vicodin. It was a wonderful evening. Put me in mind of nights in the dorm at UCLA. Just talking about nothing in particular and laughing our asses off.
We didn't leave until after midnight.
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