Sunday, April 09, 2006

I'm broken in Hoboken

Left the apartment this morning for the first time in about 33 hours. Got to the corner, got scared, tried to turn back around and then a magical little yellow car rescued me.

Brunch in the west village. Mimosa down.

Redsox sweep Baltimore. 2.5 beers down.

Jersey. Grandé blackberry green tea frappuccino WITH whip and a venti soy london fog down.

Back in the apartment. About to indulge in popcorn WITH dill pickle shakers, most likely pizza or thai, a wrap up on the couch, a little Dr. McDreamy, some Mafioso's followed by a little polygamy.

This is what dreams are made of.

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