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2003-12-05
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G helped me deliver meals this eve which was quite kind of him since it meant braving rush hour traffic in the rain which he did with no complaints, something I admire about him.
I'm usually different. It was coming down pretty hard...for SF...and I managed to get rather wet running back and forth from car to apartment with the hot plastic trays containing the night's meals. Any other situation would've had me whining. I am a princess after all.
Somehow being faced with a man whose whole apartment's smaller than my bedroom, a man who couldn't walk and a man who sincerely apologized for me having to be out in the rain...somehow that made me rejoice in the fact that I could afford to walk around in the rain after work and get wet.Labels: dose of mikey, g
* posted by me at 1:19 AM
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