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?
Friday, April 13, 2007
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Just about as depressed as all Lawyers in their 30s who aren't up for partner, and those who are.
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