10/28 Went to a party. "Met a cool [guy] I might go out with (thanks for the hookup)." Came home to a mess and the Silver brothers. Nothing happened. I swear.
10/29 Celebrated the dead. Saw RHPS. "Faked an orgasm and Josh talked about himself a lot."
10/31 Gangsta in Bal'more. Nothing happened. I swear.
11/4 Came to the realization that I'm a hipster-hater.
11/5 Took myself to the opera. It was lovely. No big-breasted, morbidly obese women wearing horns.
11/6 I'm "pretty nice." Moved in Meg. Fed me. Fed a homeless person.
11/7 Had a near death experience at the Cheesecake Factory. According to my witness' description on the incident report: "While eating the 'morning quesadilla' I came across a shard of glass in the guacamole. I discovered it after shoveling the avocado concoction in my mouth. I picked it from my mouth and placed it neatly on the side to present to the wait staff." I did suggest "daintily eating with pinkie extended" but that was shot down. I'm thinking of sueing for mental anguish but I wasn't all that anguished... I even ordered dessert.
11/10 Saw the Silver brothers in concert. Had interesting conversation about underwear. Garnered new nickname relating to aforementioned conversation. Nothing happened. I swear.
11/11 Nothing happened. I swear.
11/12 AM: Saw the baby panda. Was a disapointment. However, I did take a picture of the sleeping white ball of fluff.
11/12 PM: Difficult to classify. Something happened. And yet...nothing happened. I swear.
11/15 Walmart = Evil
I'm sorry. I'm too lazy to save this photo upright. Besides, the computer sounds like it will explode any minute.
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