April 18, 2005

To and Fro

Office to home. Home to XES. XES to Barracuda. Barracuda to Barrage. Barrage to Renaissance Diner. Renaissance Diner to home. Sleep. Home to Christopher Street Piers. Christopher Street Piers to home. Nap. Home to Arriba Arriba. Arriba Arriba to Townhouse. Townhouse to The Eagle. The Eagle to home. Sleep. Nap. Home to Central Park. Central Park to Lincoln Center. Lincoln Center to Rosa Mexicano. Rosa Mexicano to Rambles at The Park. The Park to home.

Unless I grow a new liver during the next seven hours, I think I'll be calling in sick in the morning.

Time to sleep.

Posted by mak at April 18, 2005 1:00 AM
Comments

I'm exhausted, just from reading that! Sleep well!

Posted by: Jess at April 18, 2005 9:25 AM

This could be one of those Family Circus cartoons where we see the twisting, turning dotted line as the little boy makes his way from one gin joint to the next.

Must have missed you at Eagle.

Posted by: Michael at April 18, 2005 10:02 AM

Was he there? Was he there?

Posted by: Jenn at April 18, 2005 11:20 AM

The Family Circus is just wrong....

Posted by: Hanuman at April 18, 2005 11:38 AM

You take more naps than my three-year-old.

Nighty-night, Matty Boy. Mwuah

Posted by: Karen at April 18, 2005 2:30 PM

Hey! Did you do anything this weekend?

Posted by: jase at April 19, 2005 10:35 AM

Oh my liver! That sounds like a full schedule.

Posted by: Tom at April 20, 2005 3:27 AM

You certainly get out a lot.

Posted by: Tin Man at April 20, 2005 11:34 AM

I need a liver transplant and an ibuprofen or four just reading that. You younguns and your stamina. Impressive.

Posted by: palochi at April 21, 2005 5:52 PM