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So I get an email...
"Late night. Breaking news at 5 p.m. Won't get there until verrrrrrrry late. Sorry."
the pitfalls of dating a reporter. don't make plans for Friday night -- they're not solid.
Of course, this was just going to be a casual evening, so no worries. I have papers to sort out and Latin to study. I have a computer and the cat is in my lap, purring like mad.
It's not a bad evening, but it would have been nice to share more of it with Mr. Mathis.
Considering we're going to Hillsboro tomorrow for his niece's birthday, I'm sure we'll get enough time together.
Of course, now I'm INTENSELY curious as to what the "breaking news" is. I'm turning into such a busybody. ^_^
"Late night. Breaking news at 5 p.m. Won't get there until verrrrrrrry late. Sorry."
the pitfalls of dating a reporter. don't make plans for Friday night -- they're not solid.
Of course, this was just going to be a casual evening, so no worries. I have papers to sort out and Latin to study. I have a computer and the cat is in my lap, purring like mad.
It's not a bad evening, but it would have been nice to share more of it with Mr. Mathis.
Considering we're going to Hillsboro tomorrow for his niece's birthday, I'm sure we'll get enough time together.
Of course, now I'm INTENSELY curious as to what the "breaking news" is. I'm turning into such a busybody. ^_^
