I finally got to see the den of iniquity inhabited by THESE TWO. Sure, they tried to clean up all the evidence of crack parties, the homemade porn, but I think I got a pretty good idea of what life is like with the wackiest roommates since Felix and Oscar....and I am just appalled at you two. For shame.
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I managed to overcome my horror long enough to go out for dinner with Justin. (Hence my full belly right now.) I had a Moroccan sweet potato/chickpea/couscous thing that was very good. True to form, Justin ate his pasta dish, part of my dinner and then FORCED me to share dessert. He's relentless, I tell you. Must be all that crack and porn.
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Got home a bit ago and found this message waiting for me: "How are you? I had a dream last night that we were sitting in a bar and I was admiring your freckles. That was it. Dreams that could be interesting are over in a flash, yet my nightmares seem endless." Hmmm. I guess my first question would be why dreaming about me WOULDN'T be considered a nightmare...
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My weird week is coming to a close. Just in time for a weirder week to begin.
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