it was the beginning of a beautiful weekend.....
or so I thought.
saturday morning we trekked over to little havanna to find chilaquiles. they weren't what we were expecting but still turned out good. we wondered around a bit the hit the beach. it was full of tourists here for the world music conference which made for some good laughs. next was tequila chicas for a couple buckets of corona with sam and that's when the trouble started. we decided to venture over to the home show and pick up scott, easy right? nope- sam and L decide to try and play football while walking the streets of south beach. actually easy until I tried to join in, while talking on the phone to scott. and that's the story of how a's big toe met the grate which sliced it right open. yup. didn't notice it for about a block. then had to excuse myself from the rest of the evening's activities. Sunday looked better till I went back to the beach and got sand everywhere including the cut. then lost my money, cut my hand on the washer while loading laundry and the list goes on....... I'm thinking about smudging my entire body in an effort to clear myself of whatever is dodging me just so I can survive the week...
25.3.07
what? no salt on the rim?
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