Sunday, October 12, 2008
Fudging Lucifer's tax returns
Arrogance: The gulf between the Ordinary and the Great is truly witnessed under pressure; only the latter will excel. My new hero is Mike Lewis I'm devolving into a slob. The dodgy knee and the inability to swim has finally got to the gut. Had a great early Thanksgiving dinner in Cravings last night and actually managed to end the night early.
Looking forward to doing less this long weekend:
Watching: Deadwood
Listening to: Ozomatli
Reading: Brett Easton Ellis - Less than zero
Skimming: Hipsters Handbook
Drinking: Caol Isla
Wearing: Fourstar hoodie
The weekend just back was debauchery continuous - squeezed by miracle into liver and time. Friday started with an early finish from work, a swim, a wagyu steak that the cow herself would be proud of, followed by Texas Hold'em at Fell's killa apartment Ebisu. The Saturday was booked out for the return party of Lee & JB, a quick peek at the ballet, and a night that ended in Yoshinoya at 5am over two bowls of their largest special.
