ba-dum ba-dum.

i hate bittersweet. bittersweet is lame. as much as driving to NJ every day and back is a pain in my ass and as much as i want to punch my grooming instructor in her face i think i’m going to really miss Secaucus.

i met a group of very different, very awesome gals and it’s not too often that i meet cool gals so i cherish them. sad times, happy times. bittersweet, ugh. we’ve made the decision to hook up once every season… the pessimist in me is sure i’ll never see them again. i sure hope i’m wrong.

good times, noodle salad.