You were dying to know what we did this weekend.
It's because Corey and I lead such fascinating lives you feel the need to live your own through us, right?
That's what I thought.
Without further ado, our weekend in bullets:
- lame daytime TV
- more TV
- some felting
- horse racing
- navigate Albany to find restaurant
- interrupt drug deal
- birthday dinner for friend
- dream of pajamas
- stomach ache
What's that, you say?
You may have overestimated the amount of excitement you expected to find here?
Would this be more or less riveting if I told you those pajamas had pink flamingos on them?