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Showing posts with label stupid clients effing up my shit. Show all posts

Thursday, April 2, 2009

my old man

i can say that now, right? because the hub is officially out of his 20s as of today. yay!

although i was pretty bummed to wake up with a freaking planet on my face this morning. damn. i love how my body always gives me presents when there's a special occasion or something.

and while talking about work last night, the hub mentioned that he had a lunch meeting scheduled with a client. because he mentioned "pasadena," i casually asked "cool, where are you guys meeting?"

"smitty's grill," he said. dammit!

that was totally my front-runner for his big birthday dinner, because we've never been and heard it was super delicious. it's owned by the same folks as a couple of other fabulous restaurants in the area that we love, so i was excited to take him there. ugh.

on to plan b.

an amtrak adventure story

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