Tonight's commute basically not as horrid as feared. Excellent move on my part to choose the train and not the bus. All seemed surreal, on account of not feeling my face after the date with dr. Botox. Very important, as I might be very old by the time I move back to the City.
Car's battery died from lack of use. I need to drive it around with nowhere to go it seems!
Oh the irony...Ladybug is sitting in the parking lot, back from the shop. We'll see how it goes tomorrow...
So, here is a new level of boredom: I ordered a didgeridoo from Amazon and I am learning to play. D just arrived (we are going to Thanksgiving together tomorrow) and I proudly demonstrated my skill so far. D says it sounded like a really horrible fart. He's just jealous.
D tells me his weekend was gang-raped by his high brow architectural firm cruelly forcing everyone to work all week. And I live in New Jersey. Both excellent reasons to hit the bong and exchange stories of our slutty ways. Goodnite and Happy Thanksgiving.
This reminds me of Mad Men. Are you Dan Drapper or Joan?
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