My candle burns at both ends;It will not last the night;But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends--It gives a lovely light!
-Edna St. Vincent Millay
Speaking of burning the candle at both ends, I went out last night with my fellow blogger "Courtney" and we drank a glass of wine in nearly every Huntington establishment while waiting for our friend who was stuck on the LIRR. Three hours later we were bombed and found ourselves mocking every place we went. What's with the ribosome lighting fixtures? The cliche use of ailoi? The losers who latch onto you while your friend is in the bathroom "breaking the seal?" All these things suck, especially when you have to spend Friday with high schoolers who can't understand the meticulous test directions you stressed over. I'm just glad that our little "Tom" has a bad sense of smell, otherwise he's smell the Pinotage underneath vast amounts of Narciso Rodriguez eau de parfum. P.S. Those T-strap heels killed my feet ---> http://zeta.zappos.com/product/7404919/color/144402
Still burning, Melinda *-)
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