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Met up with old friends at Cafe DeVille the other night.
: So I've been asking girls how much it would take for them to pose nude for some tasteful
photographs. Seems the going rate's about $25,000.
Me: $25,000? I'd drop trou $5,000.Him
: Please - you'd do it for this drink here.
Me: (standing up and unbuckling)Everyone
: Whoa, whoa, whoa, Logan!!
Bryson and I spoke the other day. Should note that his wife's beautiful and the chief resident of a local hospital.
: Whatcha you doing calling my wife!?
Me: Crap, you caught us!Him
) How're you?
Me: (pause) I've been better.Him
) You're luckier than most people: You're living the single man's dream. You live in Manhattan. And very few people go through life with even a handful of true friends. You're blessed, brother.
I know it. God gave me everything. Just working through some things.
My mom called me. She said that the funeral hall couldn't fit all the people that showed up for the funeral. Turns out that grandma died of an enlarged heart. Find that strangely fitting. Shut the door to my office and quietly broke down.
Saw Heartgirl for dinner in Jersey by the pier cause she's leaving. Was beautiful out but we could see lightning over the city in the distance. Even though she doesn't speak German, I told her, Die dunklen Wolken sind bedrohlich.
I'm le tired...
Music: When will I know that I really can't go