Miles from Fenway: A Dead Giveaway

Hair: Kind of fuzzy and pulled back into a haphazard ponytail.

Face: luckily made-up, but no amount of concealer can hide the circles under my eyes.

Outfit: Same as yesterday, with one new twist. Instead of the well-fitting, black sweater I was wearing, I am now in jeans and a men's white ribbed sweater that is obviously too big and smells like boy. A dead giveaway that I have not been home yet. I might as well be wearing a banner that says: I got drunk last night, and stayed at The Twin's place, yes I know it was a Tuesday but it was his birthday and isn't it a law that you have to get birthday booty?

Labels: dating, drinking

posted by FINY @ Wednesday, October 26, 2005

7 Comments:

At 10/26/2005, Meegan said…

Aw! Tell him I said happy birthday. BTW, I have your kitty photos, which I am keeping in my purse until the next time I see you...
At 10/26/2005, Anonymous said…

If not, it better be since (insert concealing internet nickname here) and my birthdays are only 3 weeks apart. Good times. :-D

Glad things are going well for the two of you. I need to find some time to get back down into the city to hang out.
At 10/26/2005, Michael Leggett said…

Party On!
At 10/26/2005, Esther said…

As much as you know I'd be giving you a look if you told me this anecdote in person, I will also admit it was his birthday and it's ok sometimes :-). Hope you had a good time.
At 10/27/2005, Itchy said…

Birthday booty is a law...I voted on it years ago. :D
At 10/28/2005, Anonymous said…

again with booty mentions on a site the father reads...dont bring him home for Thanksgving!!
At 11/01/2005, Chief Slacker said…

I do believe that should be a law. Let's call our senators!