Don’t leave home without it.
I am the world’s worst packer. It takes me hours to back for a one-night business trip. I made a list of everything I needed: toothbrush, toothpaste, contact solution, contacts, suit, pumps, pjs, hair stuff, underwear. I was fully prepared. Until just now, when I’m sitting in my hotel room, by myself, and I realize what I forgot. The only thing that’s been keeping me sane all these weeks — Billy, my battery-operated buddy.
Billy has been there for me when I needed someone to turn to. I miss him terribly.
cindyparaguas said,
March 14, 2008 at 3:11 pm
I’m sure he’ll be happy to er, um, please you, when you’re back. Safe travels.
noir2008 said,
March 14, 2008 at 6:58 pm
LOL… Thanks.
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