Wednesday, February 18, 2004
Girls, imagine the romance of getting engaged on Valentine's Day. The elation. And then tomorrow's your birthday. It can't get any better, right?
But what if you came home that night to find your apartment on fire? And everything that remains is either burned, melted, or covered in soot?
Yeah, some of you have been there. One of our friends is there right now . . . along with a certain Indian guy I know (from the last post; her fiance). It's gotta be the most suck-acious thing on the planet to be salvaging your life and belongings from a charred apartment . . . on your birthday, no less. Fuck.