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    "I'm not a player. I just crush a lot"-Big Pun

    Let’s play “woe is me” for a second here.
    I understand the plight of the middle class, the homeless, and hurricane victims, but right now I’m a little frustrated and miffed. You see, that’s what happens when you end up with hot roommates.

    My roommate is hot. Not in an “I’m attracted to him” way, but in a “girls love him and want to hook up with him” way (and for the record, after college, is it ok to use the terms “hook up” and “walk of shame”? I wonder). He’s had a date every night for the past three weeks. Girls that come into his work, practically fawn and swoon over him. I’m thinking it’s because he can get them in the door. But still, I must say that he’s smart, nice and a lot of fun; thus the reason for why he’s my roommate and friend.

    (For the record, as I sit and type this, I’m watching the Yankees lose and try to get my night guard to mold to my teeth properly. I feel like a pubescent teenager who didn’t get asked to the dance.)

    My previous roommate, Kimber, was (ok still is) also hot. And she too gets her fair share of ass. She too falls in the nice, smart and fun category. And also into the ‘playette’ category.

    For the record, I’m not anal about hooking up and or dating. It’s not something I’m constantly thinking about and obsessing over, unless someone else has brought up the subject. That said, there are times, such as now-while trying to get my dental appliance to not be painful-I think about why I’m not capable of “player hood.” Not that it’s my ultimate goal in life, but Lord knows there is no hotness to me.

    Oh, but sometimes, I will admit, I wish there was.

    Addendum: Roommate just finished playing his Acapella tape for this evening’s girl (a girl who didn’t even know that Randy Johnson plays for the Yankees). Kimber sings and was a musical theater major. I play the clarinet. I get hotter every second.

    Number Five

    The belly rules the mind. ~Spanish Proverb

    Because I apparently enjoy things that involve the number five, this is an ode/shout out* to things with the number 5. Too bad there are only two on this list, but if you think of three more…Holla!

    Take 5s:

    Milton Hershey, oh brilliant man that he was, sent some guidance from up above to his wonderful chocolate factory. And what did appear? The holy mixture that is chocolate, peanuts, caramel, pretzels, and peanut butter.
    "HERSHEY'S TAKE 5 provides a unique taste experience by combining five favorite ingredients in one candy bar. The result is a delicious salty sweet snack unlike anything else" So says the Hershey's website, but it's true. It's a decadent mixture of sweet and salty that will leave you wanting more.

    I first tasted this delicious treat at Chocolate World in June. It was my first visit to chocolate world. Kimber took me on the ride through the history of Hershey's, at the end there was a Take 5. At first I was skeptical, but who doesn't eat free chocolate. Oh My God. Damn good. It even comes in the (gag) white chocolate form.

    The best part? It comes with two in a pack, much like a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup. There's no commitment. You can have one, you can have two. It's your prerogative.

    Try it and love it.

    Five Guys:

    I write this is a sit at my desk, smelling of Cajun fries. Oh glorious and delicious Cajun fries. Get a regular size, because they'll give you enough to fill up the cup o'fries twice, if not more. But it's not just the fries. I hear the burgers are delicious. They look like they might be tasty and my God, they're huge. A little burger is one patty and a regular "famous burger" is two patties. You can get the works on your burger for free. I mean the works: sautéed onions, sautéed mushrooms, bbq sauce, lettuce, jalapeno peppers, regular onions, pickles, and of course the ketchup and mustard. Being the pescitarian that I am, I go for the grilled cheese (with mushrooms). Grilled to perfection. The bread is golden brown and sometimes a little grease is a good thing.

    My first trip to five guys was last fall and today was my second foray. Why I don't go more often is beyond me. There are locations in Georgetown, Chinatown, Navy Yard, Howard, and the shops at National Place . <> There's a Five Guys in NISKAYUNA, which means that the next time I'm in Albany, I'm taking my friends and family to Five Guys, because it's cheap too (hello…Washingtonian Cheap Eats).

    Again. Try it and love it. Run don't walk suckers (ooh and speedy service too).

    And there you have it, my shout outs to things with the Number 5. Suddenly I feel like I should be making an appearance on Sesame Street "Today's letters are H and B. Today's number is Five"

    *I'm secretly willing the product endorsement Gods to get me free Take 5's and Five Guys, since I've now given both a proper shout out. And for the record this is like 40 th time that I've mentioned Take 5's. I'm just sayin'.


    Subtitled: My Second Drunk Post

    • Why am I drunk at 11:59 PM?
    • Why does IndeBleu make delicious drinks?
    • Why do I make friends with people that work at IndeBleu?
    • Why do I drink so any Ceaser's Melons?
    • Why do I quote Ceaser when I'm drunk?
    • Why is there track work between Judiciary Square and Rhode Island Avenue?
    • Why does it take so fucking long to get home from Foggy Bottom?
    • Why don't I take cabs? (wait easy answer to that one, because cabs in DC are retarted)
    • Why do I have to babysit tomorrow night?
    • Why am I drunk again?
    • Why am I infatuated with my best friend?
    • Why am I infatuated with my roommate? (wait, see IndeBleu)
    • Why am I soaking wet right now?
    • Why is there a Tammy?
    • Hell, why is there a Katrina and Rita for that matter?
    • Why are my Stuart Weitzman ballet flats soaking wet?
    • Why does it seem like the McDonalds in union station is the slowest place ever?
    • Why does George Steinbrenner pay so much for pitchers who can't pitch?
    • Why am I covered in mosquito bites?
    • Why are my mother and brother in Martha's Vineyard right now?
    • Why am I drunk? again?