You know you have a grade A, top of the line, can't be replaced, state of the art boyfriend when he gets you drunk to meet his parents. Here I am, all innocent and basking in the fact I just turned in my 60 page paper and that I got an A on my other ten page research paper. The day was good, it was sunny, I didn't train, I took a community nap with B. I got up, I showered, I visited miss Kelsey, and I started getting ready to go to my first Sox game...and to meet the boyfriend's parents. This is a big day in a relationship, if the parents don't like you, it's all downhill from there. Your relationship and pretty much life is shot to hell. So of course I give myself a little pep talk which may or may not have involved the words, "just don't fuck it up!" and put on my interview, not dancing, shoes. Because we can't go more than about twenty minutes without seeing each other, of course Chris came over before the game. Chris and I have two huge things ...
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