Sunday Dinner
Hi world
It is Sunday morning or not really, I just got up but it is after two. I have planned a Sunday dinner at my place so the girls are on there way. We are having smoked meat with mushrooms and mash potatoes and peach cobbler for dessert.
Me and the girls were out yesterday. We went by Fridays, before heading to our regular bar. It was Calle`s birthday last night and the place was jam packed. Trust our luck that we got a table in the middle of about 15 ghetto girls, the kind that like to get drunk and just piss everybody off. So you came definitely say that we were in bad company and nobody spoke to any interesting guys. We just hung out with the usual people we already know. Me and Angelica were most in party mode and discussed going somewhere else. We only got to Max where we ordered two meals; bit into the hamburger changed our minds, left the food and went home. When I woke up around one I could have killed to have the food here. How stupid can we be leaving food?
To my dear Cecy, I am so sorry you are bummed out at home, but don’t you worry I will not let you down next week. As I also know the magic formula Angela + Cecy+Vodka= the time of our lives.
Thought of the week: People do surprise me!
Thanks to: the sweet taxi drivers that take me home properly and always wait until I am inside my building and say that I am beautiful at 4 o’clock in the morning when I look and feel like shit.
See ya
It is Sunday morning or not really, I just got up but it is after two. I have planned a Sunday dinner at my place so the girls are on there way. We are having smoked meat with mushrooms and mash potatoes and peach cobbler for dessert.
Me and the girls were out yesterday. We went by Fridays, before heading to our regular bar. It was Calle`s birthday last night and the place was jam packed. Trust our luck that we got a table in the middle of about 15 ghetto girls, the kind that like to get drunk and just piss everybody off. So you came definitely say that we were in bad company and nobody spoke to any interesting guys. We just hung out with the usual people we already know. Me and Angelica were most in party mode and discussed going somewhere else. We only got to Max where we ordered two meals; bit into the hamburger changed our minds, left the food and went home. When I woke up around one I could have killed to have the food here. How stupid can we be leaving food?
To my dear Cecy, I am so sorry you are bummed out at home, but don’t you worry I will not let you down next week. As I also know the magic formula Angela + Cecy+Vodka= the time of our lives.
Thought of the week: People do surprise me!
Thanks to: the sweet taxi drivers that take me home properly and always wait until I am inside my building and say that I am beautiful at 4 o’clock in the morning when I look and feel like shit.
See ya
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