Night Off From Going Out...
...But Not From Smart-Alec Observations.
I'm reading a script for notes, enjoying a massive coffee drowned in half & half at my local coffee shop, DTUT, never surprised to see so many people with their laptops flipped open, their faces aglow with the screens' light. I sometimes feel intimidated that they are all working on the great American Novel, or the Great American Screenplay... but this is the Upper East Side, so they are more than likely hard at work on their law school papers or medical school tutorials. God, these people are dull. They aren't even consuming alcohol!
I see a pair of guys playing chess (perfect setting: crowded place, people buzzing, music on the speakers) and fight the urge to knock over their board.
Today a colleague said, "Look how small my teeth are!" before showing me these tiny, clear rubber mouthguards, perfectly sized and molded to fit her mouth. "They're to hold the whitener," she explained, and were, indeed, miniscule. She's a lovely girl, but seriously, wtf? Who shows other people their mouthguards?
I must apologize for not going out this evening, but staying in one day a week will give me the rest I need to stay alive and bring you lots of fun (hopefully), manic (definitely), and probably ill-advised (certainly) adventures in the coming days...
WL
I'm reading a script for notes, enjoying a massive coffee drowned in half & half at my local coffee shop, DTUT, never surprised to see so many people with their laptops flipped open, their faces aglow with the screens' light. I sometimes feel intimidated that they are all working on the great American Novel, or the Great American Screenplay... but this is the Upper East Side, so they are more than likely hard at work on their law school papers or medical school tutorials. God, these people are dull. They aren't even consuming alcohol!
I see a pair of guys playing chess (perfect setting: crowded place, people buzzing, music on the speakers) and fight the urge to knock over their board.
Today a colleague said, "Look how small my teeth are!" before showing me these tiny, clear rubber mouthguards, perfectly sized and molded to fit her mouth. "They're to hold the whitener," she explained, and were, indeed, miniscule. She's a lovely girl, but seriously, wtf? Who shows other people their mouthguards?
I must apologize for not going out this evening, but staying in one day a week will give me the rest I need to stay alive and bring you lots of fun (hopefully), manic (definitely), and probably ill-advised (certainly) adventures in the coming days...
WL
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