Friday evening,
briiiiian arrives at my apt. and I have just enough time to think, "Hmm, there's a person I've just met in my house, this could potentially be kind of awkward," but it takes me all of about thirty seconds to realize Noders are rad.
What else I learned:
Noders are CUTE.
Except the ones who are going to ask me "Does that include me? Do u think I m cute cuz I think u r cute HAW HAW HAW" ...you are not cute at all.
Noders are, as already mentioned, CLEAN.
I knew you guys would treat my place with respect, but this is ridiculous. Thank you. The only signs that 7 people plus one cat shared my apartment for a weekend are:
- one sparkly bobby pin
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one stray Advil found but not consumed by jamcracker
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one finished roll of Kodak Advantix 200 15 exp film. The weird oval kind. Speak up and you'll get it in the mail.
I was going to write up a crazy long in-depth description of the weekend's events but a. I don't feel like it and b.
piq is here to serve.
Any of you, when in Atlanta, don't hesitate to call me. I was charmed by you, especially those who stayed over at my apt. - I only wish we'd had many more days and a hundred extra conversations, long ones, punctuated by Templeton hopping around in a sleeping bag. That's a good time. Thanks, kids.