If we live our lives the right way, then everything we do can become a work of art.
Monday, September 03, 2007
With a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you
Happy birthday, Boo! Another year's gone by already? And it was just this weekend when someone opined that you and I ought to be married by now or something. I couldn't argue. Hope you have a lovely day! You're the tops.
I'm a simple guy. I like y'all, but don't tell me you're a "people person", OK?
Also, if you tell me you are "straight-acting", I'll still be polite (Grandma Betsy lives on in me), but we'll be through. I read. I can love you if you don't read much, but if you read really bad shit, then I may not be able to love you. I'm liberal. Way. Who doesn't enjoy a nice trip (or a nice piece of fish)? I've traveled some, and I'll arrange my life so that I always can. Old people, babies (in their case, I think it's because my head/body ratio is similar), and your mother dig me (probably more than you do), and I'm OK with that. Know that if I am into you, I'll be amenable to just about anything. He'll be a lucky man who I aim to please. I'm aiming just thinking about you.