No One to Play With
Nobody's going to be around tomorrow night. Nada. Not a friggin' soul. Bojack's got poker night, Daximus is going bowling (that'd be a WTF?! if I didn't know it was for someone's birthday), Popscholar is off to be a groupie, I think, and my newest buddy, LA is going to DC. Pooh on all of you!
Hmmm...Maybe I'll go see Calexico and Iron & Wine at The Electric Factory by melonesome. Or maybe I'll just have some wine. Do I look like I iron?
Actually, it'll be kind of nice. I'll pick my poison, get some sushi, and maybe rent Sixteen Candles or somesuch. Sounds like a plan. I'm already there in my mind.
Hmmm...Maybe I'll go see Calexico and Iron & Wine at The Electric Factory by melonesome. Or maybe I'll just have some wine. Do I look like I iron?
Actually, it'll be kind of nice. I'll pick my poison, get some sushi, and maybe rent Sixteen Candles or somesuch. Sounds like a plan. I'm already there in my mind.
posted by Oy Vey at 4:52 PM
1 Comments:
Come bowling with me! I think it's weird too. We can make it bowl-a-riffic together. No pressure - I can appreciate a little sixteen candles a la vino, but my bowling alley is your bowling alley mi amiga.
-Daximus
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