my stomach's growling
So yesterday and today have been very nice. I'm definitely ready to make this temperature a regular part of my life. I was thinking today that when I wake up on Saturday mornings and it's all cold and dreary outside it doesn't even feel like Saturday…it could just as easily be Monday.
Yesterday I went to Pulp for a few hours to help out with the listings while the new interns were in Negril or someplace that has an MTV Beach House signing release forms for “Girls Gone Wild.” (They were on spring break.) I felt a little bad because I didn't get a whole lot done but for what it's worth, Shanley was partly responsible for that, too…he was all wanting to catch up and stuff. He also took me out for lunch at Kassab's which was oh-so-yummy. I was delirious with hunger and wolfed down my entire sandwich without even realizing it. I may have gone over a few WW points yesterday but to hell with it. We had good conversation and I used the ever-so-smooth, “GIMME A JOB!” but he was all, “Budget murmurmurmur.” Oh well. Good times.
I'm not sure what's taking place this evening. I called Paco but I could tell from his lack of yes or no that he was hedging his bets…putting me on the back burner in case something better doesn't come up. Men. I want to stop into the Quiet Storm for the Mama SpectacularSpectacular but I don't know now. Tricia and I may do something but I don't know if she has a car…that could pose a problem. I wish we had a really amazing transit system here in Pittsburgh that didn't make taking the bus after a certain time or to certain places a total pain in the ass.
Maybe I'll just go hang out with the punks a few doors down.
