Finally restarted writing the novel Ive been trying to write over champagne cocktails in front of a fire at the Sunroom (at the Water Club/Borgata) while wearing a little black dress and red lipstick. Of course, I needed a backpack to shlep my laptop, so I look like a debutante running away from home. My mother (who is busily gambling) said that Im 34 years old and wearing a nice dress. So obvi (in her opinion) I should be out clubbing and drinking the night away. She informed me I could come back to the room whenev and should enjoy myself. I will, Mom! By drinking early and getting a full night of sleep without terrible neighbor children to wake me up! HungOverFromLastNightAnyway SurprisinglyLiberalFran LivingLaVidaLoca
Posted on: Mon, 28 Oct 2013 00:18:43 +0000