2009-07-16

104 degrees of ID

Of course when my friends started to have babies, I knew it was the end of an era. The late nights, the debauchery, the wasted mornings, the poor choices, the addictions, etc... But just recently, the surest tangible sign of an end of days was physically torn away, replaced by a sandbox.

Hot tub, I will miss you.


Time to get new friends. New, younger friends.

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