buenos tardes young people.
i am off today, so i’m sitting in a little french pastry shop in our hood – computing.
its very frou frou here – think WASP on mountain dew. or rather, on triple espressos.
so, i hear the couple sitting next to me say hi to a friend who comes in. he tells them he’s going to the beach tomorrow – and that he has a house there.
they say OH HOW LOVELY.
he says, yes, i rent it.
HOW MUCH DARLING?
$6500 a week, but I’d do it less for yal, of course.
WELL I WISH WE’D KNOWN! WHAT STREET IS IT ON?
he tells them he’ll send them info about it and some pics.
OH DO – i can’t stand it when they don’t look good. i have to take my own stuff to cover things up. you know, redecorate, and i HATE that.
him: oh… it looks GOOOOD. don’t worry.
in closing, i hope everyone has a stellar long holiday weekend. i am outtie in just a few, and will be scarce until next week.