Sierra Sierra
Sierra comes today!
Sierra is my buddy. She lives in New York where she goes to art school and has a great apartment uptown and a cute bespectacled boyfriend and a fancy purse. We like pretty much all the same things, including but certainly not limited to Taylor Hanson, feta cheese, and reading US Weekly at the nail place. Right now she is mad at me because I pestered her into watching Lost, which is roughly the same as annoying your friend into trying heroin. “I don’t even LIKE this show,” she said to me the other day.
“But you will,” I said. I know, because I know her.
Here is what we are going to do: eat and drink and talk and watch the teevee. Here is what we are not going to do: anything we don’t feel like.
Happy Friday, teddy bears.
summer picnic
September 18, 2009 @ 11:34 pm
I am happy to fall into the “Things you’re gonna do” category. Welcome back, Sierra!
providentiallife
September 21, 2009 @ 7:36 pm
I looked at that picture and thought to myself, “It’s cold enough to wear a coat? Well I guess probably for Sierra.” Then I saw my legs in the background. Realized that meant that no, it is not that cold.