of catching up over calamari, beef, and beer. One cranky-ass waitress: No tip for you.I really really really don't feel like working out. It's late. I'm tired. I'd rather skip it. I'll work out anyway. It's spiritual.
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Date: 2004-03-18 05:12 am (UTC)Tonight took the cake on poor directional instincts.
I loathe detours.
The end.
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Date: 2004-03-18 05:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-18 02:39 pm (UTC)cranky waitresses suck. flirty waitresses good. that's why the B-Side is the best.
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Date: 2004-03-18 03:21 pm (UTC)There is a remarkable constellation of factors in the B-Side's favor, as we have often discussed. Let's not forget that the flirty waitresses are cute, for example. :)