Went to Cous Cous last night with some friends. Great night per usual. Then it came down to the walk home. My roommates weren't having any walking, but I didn't have my bike with me, plus I was wearing some really cute Jeffrey Campbell boots that have a heel. Anyway, so I was going to ride on the handlebars but neither of their bikes were equipped for that sort of mess. Instead, I rode Andy's bike home. Andy rode Grant's bike home, sitting on the top tube, and Grant sat on the seat, how they didn't die I have NO idea. How I didn't die I have NO idea either. Came home, ate a delicious enchilada I made the other night, drank some really good gin Grant bought and watched TV with Grant. I woke up this morning to them yelling my name and playing dance music downstairs. Greatest. Roommates. Ever.
On a sad note;
If anyone is interested in taking Desmond from me, please let me know.
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I want to hang out.
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