So, tonight is the first night, believe it or not, that I have been able to spend some quality time in my apartment without collapsing into bed immediately upon arrival. It was quite nice.
I went grocery shopping, and though things are definitely less expensive than they would have been in Manhattan, I still just cannot wrap my mind around the reason why it costs SO MUCH FUCKING MONEY to eat healthy! I would spend less buying junk food than I spend buying other things.
I came back from grocery shopping, cleaned out the fridge, put away my groceries, cooked dinner, washed dishes and now here I am, typing this useless update on my blog, waiting for my face mask to dry so I can wash it off and go to sleep.
I'm sure some of my peeps are partying somewhere, but I just don't have the bandwidth after such a long three weeks. I'm looking forward to doing absolutely nothing tomorrow. Tomorrow night, a friend from L.A. is in town, and it's also his birthday, so I'll be joining the festivities. He also wants to move here. It will be more like a birthday/welcome party, therefore, we will have to throw down.
Happy Birthday, Culby, my friend of a friend from L.A. who wants to move to New York. Dear God, man. What can you be thinking?
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He's thinking that New York freaking kicks ass man!
Is he the hot dude you used to go on and on about over at KcShow.com??? Good for you!
Rock ON!
Sometimes down time is just what you need after running around for a few weeks. Last night and today have been good times to chill in the pad cause the weather has been pretty crappy. I know, I just walked through some rain that went sideways. With a $3 umbrella.
Tell Culby to move here! Any self respecting NYer would say that to someone from LA. :-)
$3 umbrellas are no match for sideways rain. I should have stayed in tonight, but I braved the rain and was rewarded with vodka and whiskey. And a dance floor with some dope-ass tunes. I did tell Culby to move here.
He wants an interview at Fart, Crotch and Belching.
The ninny.
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