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So, I was hanging out with Kim in her room tonight, and over an hour ago she left to have dinner, yet I continued to lay on her floor, listening to NMH, reading great things in the new Rolling Stone (like that Danger Mouse collaborated with Norah Jones on her new album that’s out in May, isn’t that fantastic?), until I suddenly looked around, saw all my things everywhere, and wondered what the hell I was doing.
If my hands weren’t full with my laptop and books and blankets and guitar then I would have been doing this dance out the door.
Okay. This is the best story. And also I didn’t mind at all. I’ll just go into your room and stay there next time. Your floor is also comfortable.
