Friday, August 26
They're Plastic, and They're Spectacular
Just hanging loose on a quasi-Friday night (I've got class tomorrow. Gotta be in Fairfax at 8a. Say it with me now... "ewwww"). We were going to head down to Georgetown and finally see The Aristocrats but I'm too pooped, and besides, the Skins are on. I'm pretty sure Brian's not talking to me since I force-pouted him into helping me move the cars around (so that the old one is protecting the new one by blocking it in next to a tree). I'm just trying to save lives here, people. (Do you want to be the first person to ding my car? Yeah, that's what I thought).
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I didn't know Brian was in Germany ;)
I don't drive anymore because I live on a subway line. That's good enough if I'm in a hurry.
I'm very fond of streetcars during the day and taxis late at night.
Amstel? Are you angelic or what? :-)
I'm going out for breakfast now. I have "a morning head" as Wooster always said to Jeeves (too much red wine nd Spanish sherry with relatives last night).
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