my plans for last night: dinner with mitchell, another dinner with the plentyoffish networking site folks, stop by the club, then joell's party.
how it played out: dinner with mitchell, then crashed at home. We went to one of those fancy old rich gay guy restaurants, English Ivy's.
See, my idea of a gin and tonic is a shot of gin in a glass of tonic.
Their idea is a glass of gin with a shot of tonic.
I remembered two of my dreams, whcih I usually don't. One where my wallet was stolen, followed by chase scenes, the other, they lost a paper I'd turned in and needed the grade for to graduate -
graduate from law school, which was 14 years ago. So they were both anxiety dreams about losing something, set in places I used to go to school. Hmm.
