For the last few weeks, and for many to come, I’ve been doing my part at a new multi-city metroblog called afterhourscity that officially launched last week. I’m in LA, and I’m the only girl here, so it’ll be easy for you to track my adventures in words and pictures. I slip in books where I can.
In one of his first post, one of the New York boys wrote, "Well, not much excitement from this point, it’s just one of those
disappointing nights in New York, where you just go back to your girls
apartment and bang her, roll over and go to sleep." Woohoo, girls, get me some of that! Two "just"s in one sentence, a cavalier apostrophe omission, and oodles of charm.
Those Chicago kids have genuine charm, though, and I’d have to say I trust their recommendations for food and drink. Plus the have really good hair. I’m trying to catch up, though.
