Saturday, 13 February 2010 15:23
Today I went to Peter Luger's for lunch to celebrate Kevin's birthday. Steak was delicious. People were good. Schlag was...present. With all the best intentions, I came home and changed to go to the gym. But then Akua -- we'll call her, saboteur -- decided to IM me and ask if I wanted to go on a cupcake run with her. A cupcake run! Who was I to say no? And I mean, that's sort of like running, right? So, immediately after eating my weight in medium rare, juicy, sizzling steak, I opted for cupcakes over the gym. I'm a failure.