Almost a day late, always a dollar short.
I know it's very late in the evening, but I couldn't let the entire day slip by without sending good wishes to my NYC homegirl, triskymccloy .
So without further ado ...
Happy Birthday, Tracee!!!
I came this close to being in the city to help you celebrate this weekend, girl. Alas, thwarted again. Lost opportunities, yo. It sucks.
So what's better than you, me, Gina and whatever bottle we wanted to reach the bottom of?
Returning to my room in an alcohol-induced stupor and joining the love of my life, Robert, in choreographing our very own version of Episode 110 hotel porn. Oh My God! But once again, my stars are out of alignment and I'm stuck in Richmond, forced to pacify myself with watching the episode on the telly and thinking what might have been. C'est la vie.