Sunday, January 11, 2004

I say, hi guess what. I'm a little drunk and conversational. He says, Olivia, you've fallen in love with the barmaid, and I say, am I that transparent?

He says, he doesn't love you and I don’t think I say anything. He says, you love him though. And what does he know. He says, Liv, please, your barmaid awaits.