Blogging from the living room. Shit is real word, so much less cold then my room. If our apartment was the galaxy, my room would be Hoth. Moving on...
I wore shorts on Sunday. It was great, I could almost taste the BBQ. The weather was really dank, unexplainable. Also Pat and I discovered and thoroughly crushed a baller Indian restaurant. There is already a post-blog leftover party planned, and I'm the only person on the guest list.
Milan v Arsenal on projector
I'm through with winter. Its gotten rather old by now. If it isn't going to snow then, I mean, let's just warm things up here. Get people into shorts more often. Make people believe in global warming.
Matt Murray crushed his first brew yesterday. This ensued:
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
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sunday was really really nice. felt like spring. like highschool lacrosse practice on a wet field. that smell of winter leaving all up in my face.
matt crushed a beer? what kind?? what was the occasion?
this post is what the blogosphere is all about
get a space heater?
that milan arsenal game was weak
lemme guess, did you go to haveli?
Fix the picture!
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