Kill me now. The family we are playdting with wanted dinner at olive garden in times square.
GURK
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Kill me now. The family we are playdting with wanted dinner at olive garden in times square.
GURK
My friend Scott is a waiter there! Although I don't think he is working, since he just had surgery for a varicose vein.
We had Hec and Emmett and immediately upon their departure Casper asked me if we had Emmett's phone number, wanted to call him, and wrote the following note: Emmett you are a very nice boy.
I think she likes him.
q1
eat: Sorry, that was Devi walking across the keyboard....
I was warned about the parents, but so far it's the groom who is a fucking twat. Every time I've seen him or spoken to him, he's rolling his eyes and sighing and giving me the stank-eye. WTF? He pulled this shit when his mother introduced me to him.
He just asked if there were anymore bathrooms, possibly upstairs, for the two-hundred wedding party to use. I assumed that he was illiterate and read the "Staff Only" sign for him. I also let him know that there were private residences up there amongst the offices (said offices that don't have locks on them).
Maybe he doesn't actually want to get married or something. Or maybe he's just a dick.
Aaannnd we have naked bicyclists in times square. The tourists are freaking out!!!
Gotta love New York.
That sounds...uncomfortable. For the bicyclists.
Honfest is this weekend. I don't think I have any more energy to go tonight. Today I went to the farmers' market, met with the deck person, wrote the first of 3 huge checks, vacuumed and mopped the first floor, shampooed the carpets, hit the Targets and Walmarts, planted the tiger lily (which OW, my soil is awful to dig in) and hit up TJs too. I've used up all my people and physical energy, I think.
That ... does sound uncomfortable.
God, a chain restaurant in Times Square. I ... don't envy, msbelle.
::shudders::
God, a chain restaurant in Times Square.
On a Saturday night, no less.