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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
a New Yorker goes on a hot dog crawl through Chicago, comparing his city's weiners to Chicago's and finding his top four hot dog joints.
That's Alan Richman. I dated him for a bit a long time ago. He has the distinction of breaking up with me ON MY BIRTHDAY in a freaking restaurant. Because he is a foodie, it was a really GOOD restaurant, but still not a smooth move.
Dag, scrappy! That's cold.
erika, has anyone sent you this ecard yet? [link] I share it here for others who will also appreciate it.
Scrappy! That sucks.
I got broken up with on Valentine's Day at Mexico City restaurant (is it still there, LA'istas??). So I only got a consolation burrito!
Happiest of Birthdays, Erika!!
My mother called me recently at 6 AM (her time). I was awake (packing) and immediately answered the phone with, "What's wrong?" (I always assume when my phone rings that early that someone is dead.)
She had called me by accident and was mortified.
When I first moved into my current apartment, every Wednesday morning at some ridiculously early hour - 5:30 maybe - the phone would ring and it would be an older woman asking for "Geraldine". I'd answer the phone and tell her she had a wrong number ... and the next Wednesday, same thing. Until I finally - after a month? six weeks? something like that - I told her it was early, that I'd been asleep, and would she PLEASE check the number before dialing.
it didn't bear repeating
it REALLY didn't need to be said again - really
I got broken up with on Valentine's Day at Mexico City restaurant (is it still there, LA'istas??). So I only got a consolation burrito!
Hm... I got broken up with by note. Left on my coffee table. Then picked up because he realized how asshattish it was. However, he still gave me the breakup note and sat there while I read it.
He's gained weight and is a suburban daddy with four kids and a PT Cruiser he was all hot to have pinstriped (this was Mr. Theatre Rebel, I'm Never Having Kids Because I Must Focus on My Art)
Shallow., but I feel better about having escaped.
Unfortunately, Barb, mine was a film editor who is doing quite, quite well now...and has a wife. I don't know about kids.
But he wasn't ready for all of that in 1996, when we broke up, I suppose.