What I wouldn't do for a cigarette right now. Fuck, I miss them.
I called my Mom in Pennsylvania today to see how things were going. Everything's alright and she should be back in Denver early next week. To get off the subject of Vincent she asked about T and how things were going.
I told her fine. Then she said that I should ask him to church sometime. That way, we will know if we are compatible when it comes to faith issues. WTF? She had to have been thinking about this little dinger for quite some time. In her world, she actually thinks I go to church!
I'm off to bed to get some rest before I have to work tonight!
