| chris ( @ 2008-02-02 03:21:00 |
ok, there's something to be said for making the best guacamole in the world, homemade chips, homemade pitas and mediterranean salad with the most fabulous
bluejayway, co-enjoying public transit on the way to a party with nobody i knew, dancing to madonna, playing (and kicking some ass at) some drinking games whose rules i never fully comprehended (but i know i was winning!), meeting a fellow t4k kid, and then spending about 3 hours naked in a hot tub while the cold rain came down, getting chased out the door by a girl who wanted my phone number, and finally riding 5 miles home safely to a warm cat, warm bed, Tortoise-the-band, and sleep. yeah. that's the shit.
why can't every night be like this? oh yeah, because i'm not actually 22 anymore. bad excuse.
why can't every night be like this? oh yeah, because i'm not actually 22 anymore. bad excuse.