On my way home last night I noticed that my broker's office was open and lit up. I haven't been in since I moved in to my apartment and, despite charging me a ridiculous (standard) amount of money for finding my own apartment on craigslist, he was pretty nice. So I thought I'd stop by to say hello. Turns out he wasn't there, but his friend, the Comedian was.
I met the Comedian the day I signed my lease, but haven't seen him since. He has big dreams of doing stand up, but needs to make a living, so he's a broker (leech) on the side. We chatted for a while about the nabe and the Park, where he'd just got done playing soccer. He took my digits and we plan to meet up at Enduro for mojitos sometime soon... However, this will most definitely not be a date, mostly because I'm pretty sure he'd been smoking pot, which is so...icky. (In the most hilariously true words of the Ethical Slut, "Really, you're in your late 20s/early 30s, and you're a pothead? Either man up and switch to coke already, or get a job.") But you know, he's friendly and lives in the neighborhood. And he also knows a lot of other people who live around us, so beyond being nice he's definitely a good person to get to know, if only to expand the old network a bit. Maybe I'll start to like Lefferts a little better if I make some friends who live there too.
This week I shopped for movie stars, got a job offer for a great tv show (that I had to turn down because of my current job), I got to visit Law and Order, made a friend who lives in my neighborhood, and got a gift from Salty! But you know what the highlight was? Spending Friday night laying in bed watching La Vie en Rose with eight little paws kneading my knees and two little motorboats purring away.
I met the Comedian the day I signed my lease, but haven't seen him since. He has big dreams of doing stand up, but needs to make a living, so he's a broker (leech) on the side. We chatted for a while about the nabe and the Park, where he'd just got done playing soccer. He took my digits and we plan to meet up at Enduro for mojitos sometime soon... However, this will most definitely not be a date, mostly because I'm pretty sure he'd been smoking pot, which is so...icky. (In the most hilariously true words of the Ethical Slut, "Really, you're in your late 20s/early 30s, and you're a pothead? Either man up and switch to coke already, or get a job.") But you know, he's friendly and lives in the neighborhood. And he also knows a lot of other people who live around us, so beyond being nice he's definitely a good person to get to know, if only to expand the old network a bit. Maybe I'll start to like Lefferts a little better if I make some friends who live there too.
This week I shopped for movie stars, got a job offer for a great tv show (that I had to turn down because of my current job), I got to visit Law and Order, made a friend who lives in my neighborhood, and got a gift from Salty! But you know what the highlight was? Spending Friday night laying in bed watching La Vie en Rose with eight little paws kneading my knees and two little motorboats purring away.
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"Either man up and switch to coke already, or get a job."
That is by far the funniest thing I have read in a blog in a while... thanks for the good chuckle. :-)
I know! I totally wish I could say I thought of it first! ES (www.ethicalslut.blogspot.com) is chock full o' that kind of brash wit. I wish I could go to that place, but with my family reading I do self censor quite a bit.
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