The boyfriend made dinner last night...not for the first time and not for the last...I'm just making it clear that he's not some guy who never cooks, if anything he is totally a guy who cooks. Regardless, he made a Middle Eastern Salad and spaghetti with a tomato clam sauce. Very nice indeed.
White Sox won the world series, that's pretty big...didn't hear any car horns or anything though.
The boyfriend and I watched a heck of a lot of Arrested Development episodes. Very funny stuff.
Off to my early morning classy.
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Yeah Sox! This means that the team that beat the Red Sox totally kicked the asses of the team that beat the Yankees. Okay, not a very well-constructed sentence, but a valid sentiment nonetheless. Mad kudos and supa props to the boyfriend for making such a delightful-looking meal. Except for those nasty, nasty little olives lurking on the side of the plate. They can't hide behind that pile of linguini forever!
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