Aislinn (dancetheorange)

Shortly after my last entry I was invited to attend Sasquatch with this girl, who I had just met at the party mentioned in said last entry. I didn't know who was playing (or really care), but in a matter of seconds it was decided I would be going on the trip. Since the Thursday before this event I've been living at her new place (I ( Read more... )

So Scott (quadhome) has demanded that I "blog that shit." That shit being the events that transpired over the past few hours. I haven't been much in the blogging sprit recently, but here's some events that took place tonight:

• Sam (samfu) calls me up asking if I want to see some break dancing in Moscow. Obviously.
  
• We meet up with Scott at Bucer's. Scott ( Read more... )

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It's always the little things. I'm sitting here eating a pita, and a large chunk falls to the floor. Vanished. I search, but can't find it. I just know in a few days I'm going to step on a large chunk of old, fuzzy hummus.

Speaking of, I had hummus for the first time a few days ago. Good stuff. Making it myself didn't yield the expected ( Read more... )

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I just pulled the ultimate move!

Joseph and Steph are in the kitchen right now, and I walked out of my room, slammed my foot into the table (which has always been where it is), lost my balance and ran right into the fridge, hard.

Side note: black bean garlic sauce + sweet chili sauce + brussel sprouts = excellent.

Baaaahahahahaha!

I just heard the funniest tidbit of info from Alaina. Either she was just pulling my leg, or the world has gone mad. I'm probably really immature for finding all of this so funny. What am I saying? I know I'm immature.

My flu is still lingering, but I feel much, much better, and I don't think I need to say why ( Read more... )

Not sure where we left off...

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