In college, my opinion of a good Friday night was:
Eating a light dinner (so I wouldn’t feel too full when I started drinking);
Pre-drinking at my apartment, starting around 8;
“Getting ready” for at least an hour and a half;
Going out around 11;
Staying at a bar until they kicked us out; and
Inviting everyone back to my apartment, where we’d drink until at least 5 or 6.
On a Friday night in the Real World, I’m looking forward to:
Getting an hour-long massage after work (which Philly is giving me shit for, since “some people can’t even afford groceries”);
Immediately changing into my pajamas when I get home;
Having some wine while I cook spaghetti;
Eating a huge plate of that (delicious) spaghetti;
Watching the movie that I’m getting in the mail from Netflix today (Vicky Cristina Barcelona); and
Being in bed by midnight.
Does this mean I'm old?
Friday, February 20, 2009
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Yes.
-Pinto
Oh Snap!
Candice, you have lost so much weight since high school! Can't belive a private girl like you is blogging. Glad to see you active
Brian
No. I was in bed by 9:30 so I could get up and go to work on a saturday. I know what you are thinking, a lot of people work on saturdays. Not on salary they don't ;-)
Brian: I believe you have me mixed up with someone else.
LB,
Who's Brian?
-Pinto
Hell if I know.
If you have to ask if you're old, it's a safe bet to say you are.
No.
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