Sunday, August 29

man, tonight was so weird.

there was a lady in a bridal gown impersonating a rockette. there was a man yelling out "DIRTY SANCHEZ!" there was a fella wearing corduroys and a feather boa (and little else).

I took a tour of a half-renovated house. I ate cheese fries. I got a random guy's phone number. I slipped and fell down the hill in front of my apartment.

you know, hanging out with hannah is proving to be very, very interesting.

God bless her.

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