Met Sue and Shelly at the Grill of Death on Friday.
We sat two tables away from the table of infamy.
Saw Nick as we walked in. Which meant Gina was on her way. Which meant I really should have bought her a beer for running that morning when I didn't think she would (understatement!) But she was sitting at a table with a bunch of people (while I just had my two friends) and I didn't want to accidentally pay for all those losers' drinks (if her friends are anything like her they're a bunch of fish!)
Anyhoo. I was freaking starving so I woofed down a plate of yam fries and a bacon and blue cheese burger and two gin & tonics! Then immediately got an acute case of indigestion. Naturally I thought it was a abdominal aneurysm. But I got better.
Thankfully, Sue had to zoom off on her scooter to an MRI appointment cos I needed a nap.
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