Last Splash

The gene pool could use a little Chlorine.

Thursday, 02 November 2006

Well, I truly hope that this is my last post before I am a married woman. God knows I can't take anything else at this point without breaking down and crying, and then taking a really long nap. So, the last little bit of drama to share with you: my best friend, who is very responsible and normally calm and even-keel, called me from Harlem 12 hours before she was supposed to board a plane to NC to let me know that her boyfriend had disappeared. Her very straight laced, quiet, Muslim boyfriend. It's not like he was going to go out on a drinking binge or anything, and she was very concerned. So, I was freaking out, she was calling hospitals, and we were both wondering how to find a missing person in the biggest city in the country. Luckily for all of us, it turned out he was arrested in an undercover sting operation on his store. Yeah, for selling knock-offs in Queens...like that's a rarity. It's amazing that you can't get arrested for selling a fake Prada handbag, but you can get arrested for claiming that it's a real Prada handbag. How does that work, really? Freaking drama. From the one person I would have counted on to not have any drama in her life, too!