Did that.
For about 4 hours.
Saw basically everyone I've ever known in New York.
Sort of.
Coming home is good.
But.
Not a man for miles.
If you wanna set me up on the matchmaker tip I'm ok with it.
PS all men love my plaid wool coat.
They are not hitting on me, they just want to know where I bought it.
This depresses me.
Every time.
Also, I am pretty sure I saw the reincarnation of Fat Joe tonight.
2 comments:
Fat Joe isn't dead, Big Pun is dead
This is true.
I used improper terminology.
Also I hate anon comments.
So if anyones dead it's you.
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