Last night was Henry's farewell dinner at, uh, Henry's Restaurant. Would you expect anything less?
Me, Natasha, & Ben drinking what tasted like alcohol-free daquiris

Bye Henry, I'll miss you, but not you being late for EVERYTHING

NY * DC * NY 

The funniest part of the night was when David and I were on the phone trying to describe where we were standing on Rupert/Brewer Streets because we couldn't find each other. It turns out we were actually standing about 5 feet away from each other the whole time we were talking. I guess you had to be there to enjoy the hilarity of the moment.
Current Music: Bad Religion - Infected
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