Your gal invites a common freind over. He drinks up your scotch, kills a good bit o’ the vodka too. She feeds ‘im pistachios and popcorn. He needs the break. All the while you watch ‘Mr. Blandings Builds His Dream House’ and, in the middle of ‘Sideways’ the poor boy goes sideways. A your gal says the mess is yours, all the while she discovers how men deal with each other in their moments of weakness, and runs, you clear the mess, get ‘im into a clean shirt, etc. You know the drill.
I love these people. I really do love my life. Even this moment.
So the shirt is in the dryer, the cleaning has mostly been done, and I’m up making sure all is well, watching Domino.