March 14, 2012 · 10:56 am
- I was straight kicking it on our living room floor Sunday afternoon when I spilled my beer. I sat my beer upright and stood to get some paper towel when the beer started foaming and spilling out of the bottle. “Put your mouth on it!” Roommate B yelled. “It’s foaming! I’m not trying to be a perv!” I burst out laughing and spit beer in my hair. Win.
- The frat boys organized a live fantasy draft for March Madness on Sunday night and I had the pleasure in being the auctioneer. An activity in which I get to drink beer and yell at people for 2 hours? Pretty much my dream. I will never turn down a social endeavor in which I get to speak at top volume without being shushed.
- I’m going bipartisan speed dating tonight–we are not allow to talk about where we work or our political affiliations. Which for some people in town scratches all of their conversation starters. I plan to grill everyone on their favorite color. Details tomorrow.
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