Thursday, November 8, 2007

Snooze Song

My roommate and I have long wondered what the appeal is in leaving an evening class and joining one's classmates at the bar. You've just endured three hours together, is it necessary to continue post-lesson with a Miller Lite? ...Then we began our final year and found the comraderie in alcohol and a joined sense of despair.
And that's how I ended up around the corner from my apartment with one of my best friends, Miller Lite in one hand and a Nintendo DS Lite in another while we ildly watched a handful of bands. During this time I received the following sage wisdom from Winifred:

Hi Honey,
You take yourself home and tuck yourself into that bed. Dress warmly tomorrow!
Love, MOM

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