i am gonna spend my entire day watching old "30 rocks" and trying to figure out a way to blog a story from friday night. it's hard when the bulk of the tale involves hand gestures and me breaking down in hysterics.
really, it's taken me over 48 hours to calm down enough to even tell this stupid thing in person.
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hey, remember house parties?
(girl jiggles doorknob of questionable basement bathroom)
K: um, i think someone's in there.
Girl: was it a guy?
(girl jiggles doorknob more insistently)
HOORAY, POORLY EXECUTED BATHROOM HOOKUP!