This is a sort of an inebriated post, so I'll probably regret it later but...




I can't go anywhere in this town.




I am a foodie snob.




I like sherry.




My god, I need to stay underground. Seeing My Favorite Mistake at the bar is not worth seeing the guy-I-think-is-kinda-cute-and-maybe-we-could-date. And yes, I realize I'm referencing Sheryl Crow on that whole My Favorite Mistake bit, and no, I don't like her music at all, but it is just so appropriate I can't help it.



For Christin: It's not that hard. (2-pronged arguement). Don't change your plans for me.



Yeah, I need to go to bed.

###