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May 26, 2003-4:23 p.m. I'm at Beth's house now and boring as it is here, at least the liquor cabinet is stocked! Larry and I went to lunch today and then came back and had a few drinks by the pool. Speaking of lunch, is it me? Am I just getting old or would it bother any one else if your waitress was wearing Britney Spears cut jeans with her shirt tied up and her belly button jewelry in your face? The thought that perhaps her belly had come in contact with my burger was a bit unsettling to me. Yeah. I'm old. **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
