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queerbychoice) wrote2008-08-20 06:53 am
queerbychoice) wrote2008-08-20 06:53 am
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Happy Anniversary to Us!
Yesterday was Susan's and my first anniversary. She had a vase of blue delphiniums delivered to my office for it!
I gave her the books Hons and Rebels by Jessica Mitford (the sister of Nancy Mitford, whose books The Pursuit of Love and Love in a Cold Climate Susan gave me for my birthday), Strike Sparks: Selected Poems, 1980-2002 by Sharon Olds, and Pieces of Air in the Epic by Brenda Hillman. I also gave her a sonnet, but I gave her that ahead of time, on Sunday.
And then we had a romantic dinner of frozen pizza. (We're going out to dinner next weekend, but we decided not to go out on the actual day.)
When I came home from Susan's place Sunday night, there was an evil message on my answering machine. It said: "Hi Cynthia! My name is John. I'm a volunteer with the Yes on Prop 8 campaign, to protect and restore traditional marriage. We hope we can count on your Yes vote in November. I'll try you again later. Bye!"
I so wish he had left a phone number for me to call him back at, because I desperately want to call him and tell him I hate his guts.
I gave her the books Hons and Rebels by Jessica Mitford (the sister of Nancy Mitford, whose books The Pursuit of Love and Love in a Cold Climate Susan gave me for my birthday), Strike Sparks: Selected Poems, 1980-2002 by Sharon Olds, and Pieces of Air in the Epic by Brenda Hillman. I also gave her a sonnet, but I gave her that ahead of time, on Sunday.
And then we had a romantic dinner of frozen pizza. (We're going out to dinner next weekend, but we decided not to go out on the actual day.)
When I came home from Susan's place Sunday night, there was an evil message on my answering machine. It said: "Hi Cynthia! My name is John. I'm a volunteer with the Yes on Prop 8 campaign, to protect and restore traditional marriage. We hope we can count on your Yes vote in November. I'll try you again later. Bye!"
I so wish he had left a phone number for me to call him back at, because I desperately want to call him and tell him I hate his guts.