Wednesday Jan 06, 2010

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Last night I went out to dinner, and as a gift to the staff I brought them a case of beer.
They were pretty happy about it. The chef came out and talked to us. They also paid for our entire food bill.

I love this industry.
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jonnyjonnyh:
You are so full of yourself! She's not saying you are the one that got away. She's saying it was YOUR FAULT!

Jesus man, now you are trying to copy me by saying you are someone's "The one that got away," just because someone said that about me!

"The one that got away," doesn't break up with you. They just, get away, and you stand by and watch, instead of saying something about it.

Jesus man!
barely:
Okay, I'm just going to come out and say this. The Ace Hotel is the ridiculously good looking guy in a public setting that I would subtly flirt with, brushing my hand along his, casually pressing my body against. I'd talk to my girlfriends about how he seems so incredible, and how I'd be the luckiest girl in the world to have.

The Max Hotel is his step-down (although still viably attractive) friend who I'd end up drunkenly making out with in the backseat of a cab at the end of the night.

Although, when I took the virtual tour of the Max, I appreciated the fact that they accompanied the video with a soundtack like a 70s porn groove.

However, I'm cheap, poor, and all my friends in Washington aren't in the Seattle area. Car sleeping, it is!

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