Alone again....naturally....

[jl_superstar]

You know sometimes I wonder if I'm totally cursed or something. Oh, not with anything noticeably bad like my hair falling out, or some freaky skin disorder or permanent bad breath - but something much worse. Loser-itis. That undefinable quality or aura that makes people just not want to hang out with me, or be my friend for long

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[burninating]

I chattered nervously about the scariness of Mexico and how Xander probably wouldn't even have time to sell his kidneys before he woke up after a night of drinking tequila in a bathtub full of ice.

"... And then, you like, feel something taped to your forehead and it's a sign that says 'Gracias por la kidneys' or whatever 'kidneys' is in Mexican," I finished, opening the door to my room after setting down my box of loot. "It's horrible and I guess it happens all the time

[taughtbykerouac]

Andrew had been my eagle eyes and found me a spot relatively close to the pathway. Andrew reached in the backseat claiming his rightful comics and led the way. He had been discussing his interest in Mexico for about half the trip, and had just now gotten into the dangers of organ non-donation.

"... And then, you like, feel something taped to your forehead and it's a sign that says 'Gracias por la kidneys' or whatever 'kidneys' is in Mexican,"

I laughed at that one, and watched as he came to a halt in front of one of the doors. I glanced around, wondering if this was all the college life had in store for people. I mean it wasn't my deal, but I guess it was okay for some.

"It's horrible and I guess it happens all the time."

I nodded and watched him open the door and begin talking to his roommate, Jonathan, who was perched in front of the TV from best I could gather. I was taller than Andrew granted, but I still couldn't get a clear view of his friend.

"'Sup. Um, you really should have come to the comic book store with me, because,

[jl_superstar]

"... And then, you like, feel something taped to your forehead and it's a sign that says 'Gracias por la kidneys' or whatever 'kidneys' is in Mexican. It's horrible and I guess it happens all the time."

I hear Andrew coming on the other side of the door, and it sounds like we have a guest. Probably Warren again, I mean who else does Andrew get animated talking to nowadays? Andrew's going on about the organ trafficking again? Sheesh it's like this totally broken record with him. I think he's been watching too many of my taped re-runs of the X-files lately or something. I'm trying to ignore him, focus on the game, because really, don't want to be the third wheel in my own dorm room, but finally I look up.

"'Sup. Um, you really should have come to the comic book store with me, because, guess what?"

I shrug despondently, whatever it is I'm sure he'll be spilling in two seconds flat.

"Oh! Do you know Xander? I just met him, but oh my god! He bought me all of my cull box! Isn't that the coolest?"Whoa, okay, was so not expecting this.

[burninating]

Jonathan was acting all tragic. Just like when Firefly got cancelled. He wouldn't smile for DAYS after that. I kept mentioning Farscape as an alternative, but... he wanted his space western