Wow. Last night was, wow. My pal Jose (as in Cuervo) and I went through a lot last night.
I'm writing this alone in Top Chef's apartment (I told you it was a good name) and Taken Boy could pop in at any moment. Matter of fact, I'm going to blog about last night later, because slip-ups like these are how people's business gets out there. By not destroying the evidence. So until I'm in a safe zone, au revoir.
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