Headache from the depths of hell.
Gastric distress.
Body aches.
And all of this on the eve of my first ever real-time,
HBO-in-da-house Sopranos episode...
At this rate I'll be lucky to be up and dressed -
and forget about my hair and make-up.
What if Tony looks out of the t.v and sees me?
I'll never be a mafia wife now.
bs
Sunday, March 12, 2006
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Tony's got a heart the size of Bergen County, baby, and he don't care how you look, just as long as you're looking.
Hope you feel better, honey.
xxoo, rj
I hope you were well enough to watch-- holy mackerel!
You'd have to be on your deathbed not to watch if you were lucky enough to have HBO! I know you did!
Oh - you know -
I did.
bs
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