Buddy and I are the only ones in the house tonight. GTG is in Bloomington on a speech trip. Roommate Steve is at a Jr. Blues game. We partied like wild childs. Went to the gas station bought a gallon of milk and cookies and then we stuffed our faces.
In reality, I cleaned the kitchen; he tore up a sock, I did laundry; he stole dirty underwear, I am blogging; he’s passed out on the couch.
Update: Friend is in town, going to meet them for a brew.
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