the last lie i told.

first big crush in college from three years ago fell off the face of the earth for a few years and just added me on facebook.  this makes me think about freshman year.  freshman year was incredible.  one time, in my dorm, as i waited for people to get ready to go to j&h, i tried to turn my 10 speed english racer into a stationary exercise bike.  one time, i was going to bed in boxers, tried to fart in bed, and it didn’t end well.  this was while my roommate was trying to go to bed.  quietly, and carefully walking (squatting as i walked) to the bathroom in boxers, i put on new ones, and threw out the other ones in a trash can at the end of the hallway.  i don’t think they threw out the trash for a week.  ohhhhhhhhhhh, freshman year.