maybe they’re confused whether they like me
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maybe they’re confused whether they like me
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i really couldn’t have more perfect roommates could i?
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what i come home to…
▲▲▲illustrations of our lives!
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we got our eye on you, charles mingus. mary and i thank you for the lovely blue notes of jazz throughout a candlelit meal of strawberry, pepper, and goat cheese salad; rustic bread; and L&D potatoes gratin. next time we will spring for the wine, no matter how many passersby.
▲▲▲i’m not really the photographer of the group, but i’m sure SAH will catch everyone up with her pretty snaps soon enough (yes! it’s true! she has joined the virtual fat boys!). anyways i just can’t wait any longer to write about last night, which was pretty much the most drawn out evening of good food and alcohol that wasn’t a wedding.
it’s 5:30. that means it’s time to meet ezreth at winetasting and consume wine a plenty from dixie cups and eat cheese, strawberry, and cracker by the cup. and we can’t just eat and drink good stuff without talkin about some OTHER good food and drink stuff! anyone who has never been to in and out burger would simply abandon their children to hop on an airplane for the west coast to grab some- at least that’s how i felt after hearing ez and mary talk about it.
(we also ran into baby g and nedious. we gawked at the former flamboyantly sip a pinot tage and i learned about the latter’s current fitness goals. praise, PRAISE be to lithuania.)
the rest of the night consists of 905 girls wearing dresses and aprons scurrying about in the kitchen to whip up a rustic vodka sauce over penne while boys sleep on our furniture, practically waiting to be handfed.
of course there was a lot more wine, after dinner coffee, straight up gin, and CHEESE. i remember awkwardly trying to make eye contact with cute boys at murphys, and later on standing over the edge of the flooding bone yard creek pretending we were in paris holding invisible cigarettes between our lazy luxurious fingers. so thank god sarah bought a house pack for NEXT TIME!!!!!
▲▲▲This is a 5 star review by Lmop on Kale Chips.
Really turn your volume UP to get the crinkle sounds of the chips.
Also, Blind Guy is a fellow neighbor of ours who watches television and eats regular potato chips (loser/plebian). He closes his blinds during the day—considered a wacko by majority of the community.
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waiting for the chips to bake
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