Life is like a box of chocolates
November 20, 2002 - 21:54
I�m not sure what to write tonight. I don�t really have a lot to say. Work�s goin� OK. My wonderful new bosses are working out just great. I�m not sure if I agree totally with some of their decisions, but they�ve heard me out so I�m comfortable with what they do. It�s going to be great for me, I think. I have some really close ties there so I think we�ll move our asses, lock stock and barrel, into Toronto in spring. It�ll be Luvofmylife�s turn to take a few years off. Speaking of �Herself�. Friday night�s the night. She doesn�t know anything yet, although she�s been quizzing me for the past couple of weekends. When I get off work, I�m taking her to our favourite restaurant. Then we�re walking over to the train station and we�re piling ourselves onto the overnighter to Montreal. We�ve got a stateroom to ourselves so I�m bringing some candles, a bottle of Champaign, and a box of chocolates. Then, hopefully, we�ll screw ourselves silly all the way to Montreal. In the morning, we dash off to our hotel and that evening, I�m taking her to a performance of Pagliacci. I am so looking forward to this. Arc |