Last night I bought the most expensive drink I ever bought. Even without the tip it was more than $10. It was a good drink, it was a Martha Stewart's Living, but it was not worth more than $5 in my opinion. It was valentine's day and I thought I should get a fruity martini instead of a burger. Valentine's day is perhaps my least favorite day on the calendar. I blame it on never having a date.
I had a crazy dream last night. My friends from last night were there. The dream involved finding mass quantities of cocaine in bushes downtown, working under-cover for the police, living on a small tropical island, accidentally blowing up a police float plane by pushing the wrong button on a digital camera, and trying to escape the country after that on a police boat before anyone figured anything out. That was fun.
If I could do anything today I would eat breakfast in New York, lunch in Paris, and dinner in Barcelona. Just thinking about those cities is making me hungry. Between meals I would wander the streets, possibly looking for the next restaurant.
Ratatat is really good. I would put them in my top 5 life soundtrack bands for sure.
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