Tuesday, March 22, 2005 :::

fond memories
 




that just reminds of the anarchist hippie. both he and I do tend to wear shirts 'cause of what they say, ya know?
speaking of the anarchist hippie, he came by my apt today. I'd lent him my vhs of the crow and he stopped by to return it.
also he was bitching that I'm still not listening to as I lay dying.
/me rolling eyes

I really wanted some raveoli, but we couldn't find the can opener.
so using a knife and a hammer we proceed to get halfway around the lid, when lus calls.
I passingly ask him if he knows where my can opener is... and turns out he does. Apparently the night we made the chicken pot pie he put the can opener in the ~only~ shelf I didn't look in today.
so we get the can open half due to the knife and hammer and half due to the can opener.
great fun.

::: posted by tinafish at 5:38 PM :::