Yeah, they're probably at 90s Night.
The best way to go to a hipster dance club is with 7 guys flanking you. Oh yeah, did that.
And some douche still had the balls to come talk to me. He was like 40. Why do older men always hit on me, it's creepy. I think he said I had nice hair. I don't know it was loud and I immediately went and stood in between my burly male friends and well, you'd have to be King Dense of Dense Forest not to get that I'm not interested after that.
Oh and I had the best cab driver ever since it was too late to take the T. He was from India and absolutely fell in love with me for gushing about his country before I even knew that's where he was from. My next cab ride is apparently for free.
I like my friends. I like my friends more when they convince me to do silly things like dance in public. I don't want to move far away from them. Why can't we all have the jobs we want and have nice lives all within walking distance of each other? Including Elliot. Is that too much to ask?
We also watched Bronson (not about Charles Bronson) and had pie before heading out.
Time to shower, drag my kitty to bed, and sleep nicely. If I'm up early tomorrow, I'm going down to Fat Ram's, the only other good tattoo place in Boston I haven't been to. Just to talk. We'll see.
Goodnight internet-land, you're sketchy but also bring me nice people that come visit me.
And some douche still had the balls to come talk to me. He was like 40. Why do older men always hit on me, it's creepy. I think he said I had nice hair. I don't know it was loud and I immediately went and stood in between my burly male friends and well, you'd have to be King Dense of Dense Forest not to get that I'm not interested after that.
Oh and I had the best cab driver ever since it was too late to take the T. He was from India and absolutely fell in love with me for gushing about his country before I even knew that's where he was from. My next cab ride is apparently for free.
I like my friends. I like my friends more when they convince me to do silly things like dance in public. I don't want to move far away from them. Why can't we all have the jobs we want and have nice lives all within walking distance of each other? Including Elliot. Is that too much to ask?
We also watched Bronson (not about Charles Bronson) and had pie before heading out.
Time to shower, drag my kitty to bed, and sleep nicely. If I'm up early tomorrow, I'm going down to Fat Ram's, the only other good tattoo place in Boston I haven't been to. Just to talk. We'll see.
Goodnight internet-land, you're sketchy but also bring me nice people that come visit me.