UPDATE: My inside are gurgling and I just realized the pumpkin pie we made wasn’t refrigerated before we ate it.
Update: Well my stomach has managed to force out the pumpkin pie I ate and every single French fry I ate.
I hope this was a “puke once” thing cause I’m supposed to be on a plane in 8 hours and if I puke on the plane, I don’t want to hold it up if someone thinks I have Ebola.
(I know it sounds dumb but there have been a couple of flights delayed due to a passenger vomiting on the plane with this Ebola scare. And I flying out of a terminal at JFK that has international flights there too and just ugh yeah)
you can just tell that Nicki Minaj is the kind of person that when you’re telling a story and everyone else in the group is talking over you, she’s making direct eye contact with you and paying extra attention so that you don’t get discouraged and stop mid-story
So I left the venue when the show was over because it takes almost 2 hours to get back uptown.
I was gonna stay behind to try and meet Porter because the buses were behind the building. But I thought “Yo I don’t wanna be getting in to the apartment any later than of I leave right now cause that’s just rude as fuck” cause it was 12:30am when the show got out.
If I stayed, I would’ve met Porter. Just got a pic of a friend with him.