...or, better known as the last unmarried thirty-something renter in Southie...
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Found yesterday serving as a bookmark in my 1965 edition of Ernest Hemingway's A Moveable Feast, which (according to the sticker on the front) I purchased for $1 from the Brattle Book Shop on West Street on July 5, 2003, back when I still waited tables for a living at Legal Sea Foods:
Seems an appropriate tome in which to find a meaningful compliment from a stranger in a restaurant.
She rents an apartment in a neighborhood of trendy condos.
Her bike is vintage Raleigh. Her car is from 1991.
The cat's litter box is next to her bed and she doesn't own a dresser.
She likes to make fun of herself.
Occasionally she runs marathons.
And yes, she has to wear glasses. Contacts are not an option.