#194 - my last day of freedom.

mom. dad. hi. you've previously mentioned to me that you occasionally check out your favorite son's blog posts...even the ones on that website with a swear word in the name. that makes me extremely happy but in this case, i'd like to take this opportunity to suggest ahead of time that you skip this one. i mean, i wouldn't want you to think that i'm some sort of debaucherous lush or anything & when you're done reading, you probably will. sorry. i completely understand if you decide to go further though. after all, parents are pretty must just like kids, so when you tell them not to do anything, they usually do it out of pure curiosity. anyway, don't say that i didn't warn you.

...so after a calendar year that i was fully employed for about a quarter of, yesterday i started a new gig...one where i have to WEAR A TIE & report to work BEFORE 10AM. i know...OMG! for at least a half decade now, i've just slapped on a pair of jeans & rolled into work any time between 10am & 11am. yay, adulthood!

with my impending first day of work just three days away, on friday around 2pm i met up with an old friend (who will remain nameless) in midtown at lexington brass for a lil' "last free weekday" food & drink action.

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flea at laff #6: porchetta/brooklyn soda works.

snack: porchetta sandwich
drink: grapefruit, jalapeno & honey soda

it's official. the summer's here. i know so not because of that solstice thing that happened back on monday but because of something i noticed at the brooklyn flea this past saturday, that definitive, annual sign that the summer has arrived...there are hottie-type ladies out EVERYWHERE!...like ALL OVER DA PLACE! i don't know where they've been hiding all winter & at this point, i don't really care. it's pretty much my favoritest time of the year, the time when sweaters & long sleeves & stupid stupid UGGS give way to skin & sundresses & tank tops. ladies...thank you for looking so undeniably fetching this past weekend. i appreciate it. when i met my bro there in the early afternoon, there you were in all your glory...the beautiful, sundress-clad women of the BK. on the outside, i tried not to stare too much, but on the inside, i was all like "DAY-YAM! SWEET TATS YO!"

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