I feel the need to bust out into a powerhouse musical theatre song
Me: Good news. I only have 85 more pages to read. Mr. IT: Get it done. Me: I...– gchat conversations while stuck doing work. fml
Near Death Experience
My dear friend and I were falsely imprisoned today by a psychotic cab driver in Tribeca. I can’t stop crying about this insident. Here are the details: We told him 3rd Street and Broadway three times! He was on the phone, was not listening to us, and started to drive on Varick down towards the WTC. Uhhh… Wrong way asshole! So I told him “Hey this is the wrong way. Can you please...