So on the train home I was remembering that I had to do Weekly Widget and Sassoon and immediately made big plans: get in the door, change into the really-old-but-comfy sweatshorts, reheat an amalgam mixture of leftovers, and talk about this:
That's right, a bag. But not just any bag - the bag of all bags. I think our bud Rebecca originally bought this 10 or so years ago from the Gap and it got passed around amongst the three of us like a cheap bottle of champange (quickly and frequently). I specifically remember Andrea giving it to me en route to the bathroom at VPB many a time so I could steal toilet paper for her. And then it got passed down to me. (Or... I stole it and never gave it back... something like that.)
This bag was not only amazing for it's history, but it's valuable features:
1) Size - huge enough to fit not just my laptop, but also a book and a magazine and a sandwich and a change of shoes and maybe some seltzer too.
2) Zipper top - especially important when you got stuck in the rain.
3) KEY HOLDER! It had this little tab that you snapped your keys into so you didn't have to fish around for them when you were drunkenly trying to get into your apartment at 3am and had to pee so bad that every second was crucial!
Well friends - I had to lay that poor bag to rest. After years of dedication, one of the straps finally busted beyond repair and I had to throw it out. But not before documenting it, of course. Oh Gap bag, we hardly knew ye.
So then I remembered, oh hey, you know what this series is actually about? Inane chatter that Drea and I do on the internets. And I dug up this gem:
molly: yeah, stinkface
andrea: shut it
a mcdonald's sandwich made of soap?
andrea: yeah that's right
andrea: no, i'm delicious
And then I thought of this:
And now I'm full of pasta and vegetables and chocolate chips and I'm exhausted. Goodnight! You've been a great crowd.