I believe I'll have a rocking time in San Antonio next week.
Between drinking beers while playing pool with Kate, chatting/laughing with my grandmas, catching a Spurs game with Chris and Brenda, noshing on tacos and pumpkin empanadas, watching movies at the Bijoux and not worrying about rent, how could I not have the most amazing time ever?
I'm so effing sick of NYC right now. Get me out of this charmless rathole. Somebody speak to me in Spanglish!!