I think he broods on things a little because he doesn't want to hurt her more, but deep down, he's a pretty strong bloke. He's still struggling with the booze thing, but you wouldn't know it to look at him. He's, like, Super Dad. I'm never standing next to him, because I'll look like crap in comparison. Last I spoke to her, he was heading home so they could talk. I hope they sorted things out. She called me to complain about a Brazillian. Just like the good old days. Okay, I Googled. Unless you got a butt thermometer, you stick it under his arm until it beeps.
I know. I want to keep touching him to make sure he's real.
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on Saturday, 23 January 2010 01:51 am (UTC)I know. I want to keep touching him to make sure he's real.