28/365 Eamon
My best friend asked me to stay with her on her wedding eve. She introduced me to her brother, Eamon. We talked. He read a poem. We talked. I read one of mine. We kissed. I forgot about his sister.
posted by Susan | 2/17/2006 09:03:00 AM
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And yet another man from the extensive list of Susan's conquests ... I guess it is true that blondes have more fun :-)
ps - just teasing you about the foot thing.
This brought the smile to my face...
Yeah. Weddings do bring out the romantic in all of us - if the cynic doesn't appear first.
Dreamin' of Eamon still? The poetry reading could lead somewhere very fun and romantic!
Nope, not dreamin' of Eamon. Haven't thought of him in years (one of the fun things about this project). I'd actually rather get in touch with his sister!
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