Numbering comes in quite handy

It turns out Roommate #4 objects to her name. Ha ha. It’s funny, really, because she’s the reason I started numbering them. She would never be around and I would be like, “hey, where’s the fourth roommate?”

But she doesn’t like it, so I’m going to stop. From now on, it’s Jess, T-Rob, and Liza (I can only remember people’s names if they happen to be four letters long). I’ll keep this link handy if you ever need a refresher (assuming I talk about them, I so hate those stories on various blogs that refer to people who may or may not be imaginary).

Oh, and just so you know. I have the most beautiful hands in existence. They’re so perfect that if they weren’t my hands already, I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off them.

It turns out Roommate #4 objects to her name. Ha ha. It’s funny, really, because she’s the reason I started numbering them. She would never be around and I would be like, “hey, where’s the fourth roommate?” But she doesn’t like it, so I’m going to stop. From now on, it’s Jess, T-Rob, and Liza…

Comments

  1. You have pretty hands? well take pix of them and send them jey? by email. and do you still have that ungodly long hair etcetera? write to me hey
    amelia