Ah Yes… A Little After The Morning After
You know how there are times where you’re just fighting with yourself whether or not to get something to eat or go back to sleep and then get a call from some friends to see if you want to eat breakfast and then you say yes so they say they’ll call you right back and when they do they say that the time, place and mode of transportation has already been decided and that all you have to do is look pretty and follow the guy who knows how to get there… so you make it downstairs to see a group of equally hungover people waiting to greet you and then you take the bus all the way up to Nob Hill and have a Miami Heat (chicken, avocado, scallions) crepe @ The Crepe House on Polk street and then have a great time just chillaxin’ and people watching at the tables on the sidewalk and then “walk the meal off” 2 miles home only to get in your apt. long enough to blog about it ’cause you’re addicted everyone is already downstairs @ the pool to enjoy the unseasonably warm weather?
Yeah. I love that too. **warm fuzzy feeling*
It’s funny how everything works out. 
~Spec
Note to self: Buy new swim trunks!
