Monday, November 19, 2007

Overheard In My Apartment

Me shrieking to my boyfriend while throwing clothes everywhere: “I don’t even know how to dress for a Saturday night out in Brooklyn! It’s so much easier in Manhattan where we all just dress like sluts on the weekend.”

3 comments:

Brent said...

The saddest part of this observation is the fact that you have a boyfriend. Because honestly I had previously decided I was going to marry you (no, I didn't really give you an option in this monumental decision in both of our lives). But I assume I'll get over our (imaginary) torrid affair and move on to the next single blogger. Julia Allison perhaps?

Damn that Lodwick fellow! Alison Rosin maybe?

jim treacher said...

What Brent said.

Noelle Hancock said...

Awwww.... :-)