T & L #2

saturday. the day of our move. the day of our meeting with T & L and the day that i got very sick. it hurt to swallow, my head was pounding and i had a feavery shake. i had no choice but to move, but after the move i had no interest in meeting or making out with people i just met.

they had left us both voice mail messages as we had a nap after the move. when we woke up, Y left it completely up to me if i wanted to get together with them or cancell for another time. i felt like a bag of boiled potatoes, so i called them up to let them know the disapointing news....and this is what happened:

L - helllloooooo!
me - hey, its nice to put a voice to the...uh...type.
L - yeah i know!
me - i have some bad news...
L - your stll sick arent you?
me - uh-huh. i dont think i would be much fun tonight. i think i have to cancel.
L - oh-no...maybe we can come and make you feel better?
me - i dont think so.
L - well, T wants to talk to you...hold on a sec...

T - hey, not going so well sweetie?
me - ive been better
T - well, we can just come over and hang out and get to know each other.
me - uh..
T - we dont have to do anything ...just hang out...i bet we could make you feel much better!
me - i dunno...
T - cummon...you wont regret it...
me - (sigh) do you guys know how to get to our place?

i am so easily convinced sometimes.