May 10th, Madison: I wake up in the apartment in the early afternoon. I make a quick run to the bathroom then jump back into bed, which wakes Martina up. Her hands start wandering, things escalate, and we start our day off way more right than those
smug bastards in the breakfast cereal commercials.
(Mega random tangent moment because it’s my blog and I get to do whatever the hell I want: I’m writing in a Barnes and Noble right now and they have a rack of “Customer Favorites” magazines. One of them is People magazine and the cover is a ...
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