So I got to hang out with Leigh's boyfriend this weekend! (in the photo, he's the handsome fellow sitting one from the right -- this pic is from Paris in March and all those are Leigh's Paris Friends. Some day, I too will have a photo with me and a group of friends...sigh...such aspirations.) Anyway, I was all set to give him the third degree, find out his deepest darkest secrets, how many STDs he has, number of illegitamate children in Mexico, etc. But then I got stoned and went home.
Anyway, his name is Greg -- he is wonderful and thinks Leigh hangs the moon. Example of endearing things Greg says: "Leigh can cook." (Leigh, he wants cream cheese eggs by the way...he might not know it yet, but he does.) and "I just want to spend time with other people who love Leigh...I miss her."
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