So my fight with Paul was mainly surrounding the fact that he could go to med school in NYC and instead is going to NC. AND, he’s already announced he can’t come to my birthday party because he’ll be backpacking in the woods.
However, I’m a forgiving woman and little texts like this remind me why he’s my favorite Communist Jewish vegetarian…
“last night was a shitshow. It started with me singing the theme song to mr. belvedere in front of a packed bar. Then strippers got involved and it eventually ended with a trip to royal farms to buy a meatball sub capped off with me yakking it all out off of my balcony”
