in another effort to live vicariously through my much cooler blogmate, who is currently out on the aforementioned blind date, mmmb and i thought briefly about a carefully constructed outing in which we just happened to be in the same neighborhood and say, wouldn't it be nice to meet for an after-dinner cocktail? i tried to convince her that she should call us when he steps out to use the loo and tell us what neighborhood they're in. thankfully, she has better sense than that. really, who needs me spying on the date?
so instead, mmmb and i are left alone to our own devices. we had all these plans to go out on the town. so how did we find ourselves back at the apartment grilling pork chops and drinking jameson?
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