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Aug. 31st, 2009 08:45 pmI wish I had recorded some of the conversations I had with R tonight, but alas they are already lost to the mists of time. However, I would like to tell you a little bit about what we did.
1. R ate five sandwiches. FIVE. In three hours. He ran out of bread and then started eating bologna dipped in ranch dressing.
2. "Sam, you're good in the kitchen." "Uh, yes?" "HELP ME." followed by him handing me a ziploc bag with a head of lettuce in it, which he could not get to zip properly.
3. I met R's new roommate. He seems nice! He is already more interesting than Bland was. Though I admit I was perhaps prejudiced against Bland, the guy who got me kicked out and then moved out himself after two months.
3a. I tried to explain Supernatural to R. He thought it was a reality tv show. I wish you could all see the face I made. It's indescribable.
1. R ate five sandwiches. FIVE. In three hours. He ran out of bread and then started eating bologna dipped in ranch dressing.
2. "Sam, you're good in the kitchen." "Uh, yes?" "HELP ME." followed by him handing me a ziploc bag with a head of lettuce in it, which he could not get to zip properly.
3. I met R's new roommate. He seems nice! He is already more interesting than Bland was. Though I admit I was perhaps prejudiced against Bland, the guy who got me kicked out and then moved out himself after two months.
3a. I tried to explain Supernatural to R. He thought it was a reality tv show. I wish you could all see the face I made. It's indescribable.
