I had such a blast last night. Once again, I got together with my friend, Jen. She arrived shortly after 6PM (after snarfing a parking spot in our secret location). We chatted for a while about life, love (or lack thereof) and work (by the way, she’s looking for an administrative job so if anybody out there knows of any openings in the Boston area, let me know!)<\/p>\n
We ended up going to dinner at the Boston Beer Works where I did what I always do: overdose on appetizers so that I’m unable to eat even a quarter of my meal. We started off sharing an enormous spinach and artichoke dip so that when my actual meal arrived, I barely made a dent in the chicken, ate only a few broccoli florets and took, perhaps, 3 fork-fulls of mashed potato.<\/p>\n
During the appetizer, our table was rather isolated so we talked about anything that popped into our heads. For some reason, it seems sex was on our minds and the conversation revolved a lot\u00a0around sex (or the lack therof). Unfortunately, this talk continued as a group of women was seated at the table next to us. By the time their drinks and appertizers arrived, I fear they were overhearing us talk quite openly about everything from “hot karl’s” and “dirty sanchez’s” to anal warts and syphillis*. Meanwhile, Jen and I were practically in tears laughing.<\/p>\n