Thursday, September 04, 2003
It's Official. Summer's Over. Pilgrim Girl left this message on my voice mail last night.
"Hey. I'm with Mo' and we're in one of those tent places in Brighton Beach. Later, I guess, we're going back to Williamsburg. If you want to come by, we're going to attempt to make mulled wine."
Mulled wine=no longer summer.
"Hey. I'm with Mo' and we're in one of those tent places in Brighton Beach. Later, I guess, we're going back to Williamsburg. If you want to come by, we're going to attempt to make mulled wine."
Mulled wine=no longer summer.
