Spicy!

this is so unfair. I had a spicy night and EVERYONE I usually regale with my stories is out of town. geez! my whole family in France, Carrie in Hawaii, and Carolina is somewhere in Europe. I've already repeated a really stupid story about a kid spitting up on my shoes to Krista at least, oh, 3 times. and that's not even a spicy story.

you guys need to come back soon, I don't know how long the spice will hold out.

on a semi-related note, have you ever thought about the window on the house next door to my room? I never thought anything of it, but sometime between 5 and 8 am it was pointed out that probably the old lady could look right into my bedroom. which led me to question many important things, like, would she look? has she looked? and what exactly has she seen? my life has been rather tame since St Patrick's Day, but it's still kind of weird. especially since Carrie, Krista and I spent most of last Saturday evening peeping the naked guy across the street from our balcony. in our defense, if your windows face a major street and you DON'T want to be seen naked, close the shades! the 29th street spice factor is getting better!

xoxoxoBon