New York City has been graced with 40 - 50 mile an hour wind gusts and nonstop rain all weekend. Yippee! Only the masochists are out and about today.
What's an apartment ridden, day drinking gal supposed to do on a Saturday? Um, listen to Thurston Moore's genius record Psychic Hearts. Haven't heard it? Well, you probably shouldn't be reading my blog then...Suck all the luck here.
Turning lemons into lemonade...
5 comments:
Um, that is what you normally do on your weekends. Don't blame the wind and rain V.
Haha, busted. Call moi. Getting ot NJ tomorrow is going to suck. Why, or why?!
Or = Oh. Thanks for embarrassing me (again) Budweiser.
Yeah, the open bar will make the journey worth it. But wait, open bar on Sunday is like cake with no frosting. Hey, don't be late. For real.
Mozel Tov. I blame your people for the Sunday open bar. See you tomorrow.
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