Sitting in the car.. Typical suburban traffic to cross a bridge. So I pick up my phone... but not to make a call, that's illegal now. With all these SMS I exchanged in the last few years, I'm getting pretty good at typing without looking at my phone.
I had a bad night sleep last night. Weird dreams again... I often dream weirdly... I know... Not surprising... Anyway I much rather dream than suffer stomac pain like my friend TD... Poor kid...I hope I'll be in good shape tonight... Going for a few beers at l'ile noire with university friends and might do a pit stop in Granby afterward... So I really need to be in good shape, right? :)
On the bridge now... Going at 70 klicks... So I guess I should stop writing...but I can't... I told you... I'm addicted to you...
On the island now... Took about 20 mins to get on and across the bridge... Note too bad...
Hope you're having fun reading this (otherwise, why bother, right?), and I wish you even more fun for the rest of the day, week, month, year, and through the rest of your life... Love ya...BYE
MAD... Driving downtown now... :)
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You either have very agile fingers or two pairs of eyes to be doing this kind of stuff in the morning traffic!
*faints*
Don't drink and drive tonight, you. I'm watchin'!!
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