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ConEd just called to ask us to turn off any appliances we weren't using because everyone's AC is causing such a drain on the grid they are worried there will be black outs. WTF!
Give me good friends, good wine, summertime, and a little music played by someone I do not know.
Facebook, you caught me in your Time Burgling void today, and for that I shall never forgive either of us. Moratorium.
Robert working on my Nom de Guerre so I can be cool like Tio Vato.
Robert nogodsnomasterz.
Robert travel by unexpected routes.
Robert yup. took a couple listens but the new eminem album is excellent.
Bought tickets to Rock the Bells. Can. Not. Wait.
Death before dishonor.
I really don't want to give this jacket back to Cole.
SCOOOORE BOOOOOAAAAARD!
Note to self: stop drinking everything Katie puts in front of you.
Closed out a contract today. Come to lulu's I'm buying shots!
Robert via JP: from google's weather forecast for Brooklyn today: "Some thunderstorms may be severe with damaging winds...large hail and tornadoes"! TORNADOES!?!?!!!
Just played an epic game of full court pick-up ball, Brooklyn rules. Turns out I'm still a badass on D. God damn I love this neighborhood.
If I ever meet Jay-Z, I'll thank him. He'll probably hate me though, for knowing all his lyrics.
Tell my city it's on.
Decide life is good.
Your cab smells like farts, you are driving slow, and having a really involved conversation on your hands free headset. You are not getting a good tip, and I swear to ctHulu that if I smell like fart when I get where I am going, you are going to get your slobbish face pounded in. #javacar.
Con: There is no air conditioning in my home "office." Pro: There are no pants in my home "office."
Robert ohhhh righhhht. work...
In toast of.
Everybody paints a picture.
Female cabbies are always way better drivers.
If anyone is coming into the city tonight we are getting wild for Bryans bachelor party, get at me!
It's Btom's bachelor day. Hoes down, G's up!
Carefully poison your life with language.
Stay close to your skeleton.
Brooklyn bound, which is a sure bet I'm Pencil Factory bound. *cue Cheers theme song*.
It's 90 freaking degrees in NY?!?
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