01.07.05 :: 8:28 pm
I feel the need to report (because I am juvenile and I am drunk after a handful of martinis with my mother) that Ruby and I just cracked ourselves up over the phone telling each other:
"I'll meet you at the Faggot Inn at 10."
I love Fridays.
I love Fridays, I love New York, I love my friends, and I love my life.