Today was a really short day of work, starting at 10.30 and finishing at 1.45 when the management decided that there were way too many people working to make it worth our while. So we spent the afternoon on the beach in Oyster Bay, where I managed to get all of my freckles to come out on my face.
In the evening, everyone was planning to go to a houseparty at the house of sum guy whose name I have no idea how to spell. But as Saturday commanded a getting up time of half 7 (like most weeks) I decided that I would be an idiot to go. So instead of partying and drinking all night, I went into Manhattan by myself to watch a Radiohead tribute band called Karma Police play.
I’ll be honest – they were good, but the actual band would have been far far better.

No comments:
Post a Comment