Just a quick one for today. I won’t say I’m a high-class sort, really. I’ve been pretty lucky, though. I’ve enjoyed some hundred-dollar steak dinners at beautiful places, had some of the finest liquor in the world and enjoyed some very expensive cigars with some amazing people. These things brought me great joy and made memories that I’ll keep with me forever.
With all of this in mind, why the hell do I still love spicy ramen noodle soup, Mountain Dew and Kools?
Because your inner trashy is trying to get out. ;)
I think I’m better off, you know. It’s a hell of a lot cheaper. Still, just knowing that rich, black cigar is probably illegal and that bottle of Scotch cost $300 makes them sweeter. I forget that I’m talking to a real fancy-pants Lady (uppercase “L”), though. You’re used to it. :P
Oh I live the life a pauper. I not only got woken up by the yard people, and HAD to go back to sleep. (rude) Then then woke up later to let the cleaning lady in and she was LATE!
It’s a tough old life, isn’t it? Try not to trip on your glass slippers, sweets. :D
I’ll do my very best.