The Daily Sabs

This evening my pal Leslie parked herself at 15 romolo for birthday
drinks. I was going to go straight afterwork but was gross from the
gym (that makes I three times this week folks). Luckily Leslie planned
on being there from six to midnight, so there was time. And in a
surprising twist, even Randall agreed that going later was better than
earlier. So we joined her and the rest of the folks on the 10pm shift
(hey Marc!) for super great crafted drinks. Seriously the folks at 15
romolo made some cracking delicious drinks. That or they stepped up
their game just for Leslie.

While there I also ordered a that's that. It's romolo's version of an
it's it (homemade oatmeal cookie sandwich with Humphrey slocombe
walnut ice cream all dipped in chocolate). It was all that, but sadly
there were raisins in there and that ruined it for me. Leslie however,
she likes raisins in her cookies so I assume they knew that and left
them in just for her.

Happy bday Leslie!

after work i trekked over to rye for leslie b's birthday. it's not that far from my work, but thankfully there was a bus, because even though my shoes were adorable (and they must be cute, because many people complimented on them today) and are flats, they are the most uncomfortable shoes ever. like two blocks tops. i have 3-inch heels i could walk further in. although, i will probably forget this and wear them again next week.

on my way there this old lady talked to me about the weather. she spent the 10 blocks on the bus talking about it. and no i didn't sit by her, she sat by me. i think there is something in my demeanor that says, "hey let's talk about the weather." don't you think?

while i was at rye, which btw i think is an excellent bar, i meant to take a photo with the birthday girl. but several hours and several drinks later, i had completely forgotten. to make up for it, here is one of her blowing out candles. make a wish!

after drinking randall and i headed over to a random thai place. there are many in the area and even though i can't remember the name of this place, we chose wisely. it was a taste. we got our food to go and made our way home. when we got there chuck and rick were having a smoke and told me that they heard me singing in the shower and thought it was fun. being that i was more or less sober at this point (first time i've been sober while talking to them in a while), i immediately blushed and was embarassed. and then i told them they better chime in next time.

ps. bonus points if you get the reference in today's title. also, you are a freaking nerd.