last friday Julie and I had our first congregation as SMEC - the secret meat eaters club - at the Buffalo Grill (a kitchy place with Native American chief portraits on the wall and the best peppercorn steak this side of the Atlantic). In our revelry, we shared fantastic ribs and decadent desserts to top it all off. And in the communal feasting she totally gave me a hideous virus. the bitch.
Serves me right for gorging on animal carcasses in Liam's pure vegetarian absence I guess.
But worst of all, this does not bode well for my Saturday morning flight to Geneva for a weekend getaway with Jennie and Chrissy.
Lord knows I am not missing out on a minibreak holiday to the continent though. Especially if I spent $500 on a two hour flight. Europe is fucking expensive and I am not wasting it god damn it. So I am taking every herbal suppliment and drug in the cabinet on a complete overhaul.
If I don't overdose into a coma, I'll be sipping beer on a mountain this weekend. Hallelujah!
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My address here at Jimmy's is 8820 Southwestern Blvd. Apt. 1417 Dallas Texas I dont know my zip code yet...
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Love you,
Me.
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