Today:
I learned that a friend who I worked with back in LA passed away. She was on either side of 30.
I ate an oversized Monte Christo that put me into a "food coma" and I conked out on the couch for a few hours.
I ran into the city to pick up a few of my new suits that were being altered. Some weren't ready, others had to be re-done.
Where did the day go? Why do people have to die young?
I learned that a friend who I worked with back in LA passed away. She was on either side of 30.
I ate an oversized Monte Christo that put me into a "food coma" and I conked out on the couch for a few hours.
I ran into the city to pick up a few of my new suits that were being altered. Some weren't ready, others had to be re-done.
Where did the day go? Why do people have to die young?
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lucky33:
Why was I thinking it was on the 9th? Hmmm. oops! Not sure. Rainy new york weekend too?
after_thought:
Thanks for the nice comments. Im not giving up just yet 
