singing and dancing in my kitchen while making tea. no offense to my two roommates (i love you both if you're reading this) but they aren't the sing and dance and make tea kind of guys (i guess pat likes tea... but he doesn't put crazy amino acids and sweeteners in it). the reason i bring up the roommates, i feel it could be a great bonding experience. kitchen, tea, old sweatshirts, bad songs... yes. recipe for success in my book.
i have forgotten the second thing in my excitement about the first... it was obviously something super important...
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