The Bump

Tiffany has a bun in the oven. Which really did come as a surprise. She looks positively radiant.

The Moose arrived last night. I was dragged kicking and screaming out of the guest suite. The hotel feels like a bit of a hovel after staying with Ben. There certainly wasn't any English Breakfast tea in bed this morning.

Cat and I had a very surreal experience when we were walking around Union Sq. yesterday. Her girl from the projects second sense suddenly kicked in and she said 'we better get out of here something is about to go down.' Next thing we know a van comes to a screeching halt in front of us, the interior completely covered in bin liners. We thought there was about to be some kind of heist when two men came running towards us carrying a large net bag filled with squirming pigeons. They threw it in the back of the van and took off at such a speed that they nearly crashed into a car in front of them. The question is,~what the hell are they planning on doing with those feral NYC pigeons? Why so shady? Very bizarre.

Going to a birthday bash tonight. I plan on drinking myself into a stupor. If I don't get some sleep tonight I am going to hit the wall.