The Lazy Sunday Post

It's a wet and dreary Sunday in New York, the kind that makes you not feel bad about staying in your apartment and chilling, even though the real reason you are doing so is because you were out till almost the crack of dawn celebrating the birthday of one of your best friends.

But you know it was quite the night when I got on the exercise bike this afternoon and when I started to sweat, it reeked a little bit of beer. :-)

I swear, Sundays were made for times like these.