Happy flippin' new year.
We got to spend the evening outside of our building because some stupid kid set their apartment on fire. Again.
The intense smell of burning plastic circulated our square shaped floor, we had just fixed dinner that we didn't get to eat AND we missed the first quarter of the Sugar Bowl. We are not happy campers.
But we got a free pair of jeans at American Eagle. So I guess thats the way life is.
Love,
your karma-striken oregonians.
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