Pops' Bday
Tomorrow is Ralph's birthday, so I traded a few of the last hours in my shift with another girl at the restaurant. Plan: wrap the gift (Black Sabbath records and some oil paint from Pearl) before school tomorrow, go to school and work, bring home some delicious dinner from the restaurant and some pastries from one of the eight hundred bakeries I pass on the way, and get a pseudo-party set up for the Popsinator before he gets home from Midtown at 10.
Pretty genius, if I do say so myself. And a great excuse to get to school late and leave work early.
Pretty genius, if I do say so myself. And a great excuse to get to school late and leave work early.