Sweats in the city
Deeps picked me up from the Alewife T station after work last night.
Me: (sweating)
Deeps: Are you okay?
Me: It was really hot on the train.
Deeps: Ew.
Me: And it smelled like…
Deeps: bad?
Me: Only if you consider the complex bouquet of old hobo urine and moldy take-out bad.
Deeps: Huh.
Me: Yeah.
Deeps: So what’s for dinner?
Me: I’m going to need a moment before I answer that.
Me: (sweating)
Deeps: Are you okay?
Me: It was really hot on the train.
Deeps: Ew.
Me: And it smelled like…
Deeps: bad?
Me: Only if you consider the complex bouquet of old hobo urine and moldy take-out bad.
Deeps: Huh.
Me: Yeah.
Deeps: So what’s for dinner?
Me: I’m going to need a moment before I answer that.
Labels: 2006, marriage, weird stuff
2 Comments:
so brie, then?
or asparagus?
I ended up going for garlicky pizza - but I hadn't thought of asparagus!
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