New York at Halloween — so crazy. So crazy.
Comments(0) So this week has been REEEEEEETARDED. I didn’t finish my manuscript. (Surprise!) And between the 5 a.m. wakeups to get to work by 6 a.m. days, I wasn’t particularly surprised either. I spent most of tonight out with a friend — we took the Greenwich Village ghost tour and got a heft dose of murder and intrigue and then we all got mad at NYU for ripping down Edgar Allen Poe’s house in the West Village. All of this while gay bumblebee boys in stilettos strolled by. My plan for this week is to (a) survive and (b) get to the weekend, where I will eat at a diner and write my book and also catch up watching House and NCIS and Chuck and all the shows I have somehow already missed for this week.
I’d do that stalker meme, but a) uh, well, I don’t really want to go sign up and b) I figure it’d be very one sided. So I’m saying it here to everybody: y’all are awesome, and I love you, and you’re totally like, beautiful on the inside and stuff.
And also, I drank a lot with dinner.