It was too good to be true.

9:30.

That's when L called.

Needless to say, we didn't go play golf. Nor did I get to see her at all, which is mostly what playing golf was all about. We used to hang out a lot, and then she moved to Reno, which is like 30 miles away, and I never get to see her anymore.

She's promised me a sushi night out sometime after she gets paid on Friday. I hope our schedules can mesh for it, but I'm not sure they will.

Casa de carne,

T.