We spent this lazy Sunday being just that. Lazy. After recuperating from the bustle and hustle of we's Eastern dwelling guests, followed by a menacing cleaning storm starring Danielle, we compiled some comps for Laurie for her Valentine's self-promo shoot. In the midst of an attempt to tackle a small army of the mini manilla envelopes, the typewriter ran out of ink. Any suggestions?
We hiked all the way up to the closest restaurant 1.5 blocks away. Basso's. We attempted to enter the adjoining room of the infamous Noe Bar, but as we approached the doorway, every single person within the bar turned and stared at we, so we scrambled back into the restaurant area.
We concluded the night with watching Cape Fear, during which we failed to resist the waves of slumber that encapsulated we.
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