6 months–or, as Sam puts it, Two hundred sixty-two thousand eight hundred minutes
So last night marks our 1/2 year anniversary with Sam. I took him out to a local “party” restaurant, Tokyo Devle’s Rock n’ Roll Sushi. It’s a bit of a wash, as neither of us drink nor really eat sushi, but the party atmosphere is … Continue reading6 months–or, as Sam puts it, Two hundred sixty-two thousand eight hundred minutes

