Oh man I have the cutest outfit EVER from H&M. I splurged, even though Im jobless. Boo-hoo.
Also I found these matching boots for free in Williamsburg but they are a little too small. I was going to give them to Janet from Oberlin (who Freddie and I ran into on the J train back). I think I'm going to give them to CHall, whose in town for the week.
Now I have to find tape to hang up my Blondie poster that is just so Videodrome.
B.T. left which made me really depressed. I went to see Dwight's brother (whose going to be working at the U.S. Open!!!!) play tennis last night in Rockaway, and even though he's 13 he was playing against a 16 year old and the game went into sudden death (is that a tennis term?) and was seriously the most intense thing I've ever seen. Dwight's whole family are tennis prodigies. It's intense. D. is also moving into Megan's apartment, which gives me even less reason to ever leave my block, ever.
Me and miss Robynn Europe are going to hang out this weekend, and I will make her call off the bet we made at the beginning of the summer, since she obviously won. Plus, she owes me after texting me at FOUR AM because no one had a camo bra or tank top.
I really want to see this play at the Fringe Festival tommorow w/ Al Pacino called Naughty Prep School Stories. It's only fifteen bucks!
Freddie and I also ate the best burger I've ever had the pleasure of eating, at this place in Williamsburg called Dumonts. It was fucking amazing. I am glad I read that Onion article yesterday that named it best burger in the city. And also, this article is going on my wall.
Wow, I think I'm overcompensating by not writing regularly by trying to cram as many pictures and links in today's post. Time to go cut pictures out fo comics for a wall collage and watch the Cube. Natch.
2 comments:
Wo's. Contraction of "who is."
I almost went to Dumont's on Monday. But I went to the Shake Shack instead. But I've heard it's really good.
I am digging that blondie poster
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