It's 70 degrees and GORGEOUS outside right now. The humidity is low low low. The pollen isn't killing me. I'm sure that all the boys will be out tonight, hammin' it up at the new W Hotel lounge. It will probably be really fun.
But I'm stayin' home.
You see, if I go out, I'll drink. "Can't you just have one?" you might ask. One drink? What's that?
And if I do that, I'll be dining on chicken biscuits and cheeseburgers and quesadillas for the next two days to cure the hangover.
I'm living these days by the following mantra:
"I will not spend six weeks in P'Town in a muumuu!"
I will not.
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