Further to my posting from Friday, where was thrilled to be doing nothing on Friday night, and equally thrilled to have a mellow Saturday with a friend… T’would seem that the universe had other ideas. No complaints, mind you, as the social season is fast coming upon us and so going out more than the usual is inevitable… Ah, Wednesdays at the Maddy… you cannot come quickly enough…
But when one’s plan is to do a simple dinner and a movie with a friend… and then said friend brings over 2 bottles of wine… and if you have not seen that friend for a while and have much to gab about… and then MXC comes on and so one gets sucked into that… and then you look at the time and think ‘Holy Heck, it’s 8pm… guess we aren’t going to make it to the 8pm movie so screw it, let’s just do dinner'… and then after dinner on the way out one runs into other people who have a knack for twisting rubber arms AND who insist on buying G&T after G&T… which was lucky because although not realized until one returned home, one’s wallet was left at said home, but happily one can blame doing laundry and the bottle+ of wine consumed even before heading out for dinner… one can also thank goodness for belated birthday dinners and very generous commercial real estate agents… sufficed to say one was pretty much 3 sheets to the wind when all was said and done … and then to return home only to find the artist down the hall is having one of his rave-after hour party blowouts… so what was one supposed to do?
Yeah, so… What’s that saying about best intentions?
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