Last night of freedom
Well, technically tonight was my last night of bonifide freedom. With Pride starting up and all, my life goes down the tube.
But as a last hurrah I ventured to the ol' Paso to spend time with the old gang (plus Chris). My dad had acquired a box of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans for me and they weren't joking on the box; vomit tastes like vomit, grass like grass. The worst, as found out by my fellow taste-tester Chris and myself, was Rotten Eggs by far. We had to take a rather large swig of beer for that one.
Then over to IHOP we went. There was the usual exchange of friendly banter and fun was had by all. Now I need to sleep, because my first day of Pride is just around the corner. There probably won't be much posting from me, but that's not too far from the norm. Handle it as best you can.
But as a last hurrah I ventured to the ol' Paso to spend time with the old gang (plus Chris). My dad had acquired a box of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans for me and they weren't joking on the box; vomit tastes like vomit, grass like grass. The worst, as found out by my fellow taste-tester Chris and myself, was Rotten Eggs by far. We had to take a rather large swig of beer for that one.
Then over to IHOP we went. There was the usual exchange of friendly banter and fun was had by all. Now I need to sleep, because my first day of Pride is just around the corner. There probably won't be much posting from me, but that's not too far from the norm. Handle it as best you can.