stuffed with the traditional burns family fixins (vegetable lasagne, shrimp cocktail, and chocolate chip cookies) and mucho vino, this little piggie is stuffed and tired. the flight up was actually very bareable, partially bc i was sitting next to michael phelps' doppelganger who was very tall and kindly got up to let me pee, twice. (well, and i got to watch lethal weapon starring mel gibson with a humongous head of hair that honestly made him look oddly attractive to me. is that sick?).
cant say much now, we are about to head out for a post-dinner walk-- it gets too hot in this apartment, always, i dont know why. the first thing i do is open all the windows. then, of course, i am freezing. well, you cant win all the time. ill be a better doober and post something more interesting tomorrow. all i can say for sure is that its nice to be home, and its always amazing to see central park covered in a blanket of snow- even if parts of it have melted. seeing the black tar pathways gleaming in the streetlights.... what could be more romantic? ode to my city.
xoxo
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