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Currently what’s in my fridge: water, pepsi, and most importantly… Wine.
Hrm. Assuming this is a part of someone’s series of unfortunate of events. UPDATE: it’s been 4 days and it’s still there. Lol
Kitty! Well I wanna call her Pancakes. But that didn’t fly.
Ashlee and me at Theory in downtown. Naturally we ended the night with karaoke singing Like A Prayer. It’s fitting.
That’s after some good Tex-Mex. Which I still haven’t found in Chicago. I’m open to suggestions.
Char char, Brian and me at Market Days
I shit my pants last night at the bar. Just another night out in Chicago!
—Brian
Me and Kevin with very large lemonades at Mini Bar. Funny thing is that the bar houses a full size spinning dancing pole despite the name of the establishment.
This is what Market Days bring you, a fine selection of poppers on the streets. Unfortunately it’s cash only. Haha!
