What's My Age Again?

A couple of my homeboys flew in and crashed at my place over the weekend. It's not like we're real messy people or anything, but my pad currently looks like it got hit by a hurricane.



But it was good fun. Listening to your boys argue over who gets to ride shotgun, or driving for an hour and a half just to get some good hamburgers, or walking into your living room in the morning and seeing one of your buddies playing BioShock despite clearly being hungover...that's not what college was like for me, but it's always how I'd imagined it'd be.