slacker's remorse
Tired and achey, last night I bailed on certain plans, opting instead for comfy yoga pants and a totally hilarious film with my totally hilarious neighbor.
I had a brief moment of slacker's remorse just now when I got New Office Boy's email:
"You missed out. Not to sound like a total jerk, but doesn't that mean you're getting old when you say you are too tired to go out at 6pm? I think you should change that... I walked right by Sarah Jessica Parker sitting outside at this little cafe. I could have spit in her drink if I wanted to."
Nooooooo! Sarah Jessica! I missed Sarah Jessica? That's almost as bad as the time I left a party five minutes before Molly Ringwald showed up.
Only, my neighbor fed me barbequed ribs and stuffing. And chocolate. And I got to cuddle with her new puppy. I have my bets Sarah Jessica wouldn't have done jack shit for me in that regard. Slacker's remorse totally rescinded.
Yeah, as much as I would love to be able to say I saw a celebrity, I think friends beat out sightings any day.
Ari got a new puppy? I am so behind! She needs to have a puppy-warming party, you know, minus the warming up of the puppy, which would be scary.
I believe Ari's brother would be mad if we called the puppy hers, but I think it loves her better. ;)
An e-mail meant to encourage you to go out more should not include "spit in her drink" if they are really going to sell the pitch. ;-)
dude, in my opinion you made the right choice :) excellent!
In the rock-paper-scissors of life, comfy pants and dog therapy win over celeb spotting every time.
Is butter a carb?
You missed nothing- I've run into her a couple times downtown... she is everywhere, you will spot her yet.
haha...
I have to respectfully disagree to say that missing SJP is FAR worse than missing Molly Ringwald. Unless you're in the '80s. Then Molly rules the day.