Leslie’s friends came to Boston this week for their annual sisterhood of the traveling pants style reunion. Once a year some lucky boyfriend or husband gets to host this event where 5 girls descend on his home and consume mass quantities of chocolate and US Weekly. Luckily for me, I replaced all the chocolate and magazines with wine and mixed drinks.
5:00pm: Proletariat. Everyone’s feeling groovy and sober.
10:00pm: Middlesex Lounge. This dude creeped up on Courtney. Courtney is married to my friend Luke so I wasn’t feeling it and by the look on her face neither was she. Luckily, mountain man Joe rolled up and in a respectable tone he said to the gentleman “Get the fuck out of my seat.” Problem solved.
Next Day: Colin hooks it up with the Rockstar and we are back in business!