Friday, April 13, 2007

Fat Bastard

Did I really just get convinced by my friend to actually journey through the Upper East and back down to Murray Hill to find a Popeye's? Did I really order a 12 piece family meal between the two of us?

Wow. I'm a fat bastard.

Food.. coma...

On a side note, how depressed could you have been to do this?

1 comment:

Elle Woods said...

Just about as depressed as all Lawyers in their 30s who aren't up for partner, and those who are.