November 12, 2009
Remember C ? Of course you do. Well, I’ve had a few people ask me how that story has unfolded. And, more importantly, why I’m not making out with him instead of blogging about him. Fair questions, really. And, BELIEVE ME, if I could, I would be out painting the town red with this hot hot hot Italian man. But, there’s just one small, eentsy weentsy detail that I didn’t mention in that last story, which I found out later and ...
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November 11, 2009
There’s this little hamburger place I’ve come to love around the corner from my apartment in Rome. The food is fantastic and, more importantly, the two Romans that work there are beyond adorable. Each time I go in, they insist I eat there and I end up staying for an hour, just laughing and chatting with them. Their English is a little rusty and my Italian is no better than the first day I got here, but we somehow find ...
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