Text The Address I See YOU Later

I am so exasperated about the trip you'd never believe it. What happens when the designated person who was supposed to book our accommodation goes through a bad break up? WE HAVE NO ACCOMMODATION. Now I really feel like the Tina Fey of the 30 Rock crew. I told the boyfriend, in a hissy fit, that if his little friend doesn't come up with a solution pronto, I am going to drag him by the hair to Roppongi as soon as we touch down and pimp him out to a trans gender with a pad to crash. He thinks my reaction is amusing. I'll consider pimping all three of them at Roppongi, maybe can get a room at the Hyatt that way. Trust a boy to do a man's job pfffttt!

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