scrawls
still cheaper than therapy*


So american airlines sucks. and i mean that in the bad way. also, you know you're in new york when you see a little old lady wearing the following: (1) Depends; (2) Knee-high, four-inch-heeled black leather platform boots; (3) black leather pants. Little old lady. White hair, little old lady coat and bag and husband, black leather pants. Over Depends.

It nearly made us go blind. please, world, let your grandmas know. Leather, like spandex, is a privelege.

The reason american airlines sucks is that they got us to the lobsterfest nearly a day late, and almost too late for the lobsterfest itself (which is really just what i'm calling it, because there were also mussels and clams and crabs and corn on the cob and some lovely local beer and also, the electric heaters were lovely). But we made it despite their efforts. Bitches. And Maine is very cold but still ok. And weddings are lovely, particularly when there is good company and happy food and really good cake (really good cake) and i basically just like weddings more than is probably entirely normal. Also i can take a lobster apart by myself now. Because i rule.






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