Say my name, sunshine through the rain

Chris' place is beginning to be that magical place where fun happens, like Mark's place used to be. In a way, being in the city (and everyone having cars) will never be the same though, because we have no excuses to stay over. Not that Linda enjoyed staying over very much, but there is a certain camaraderie that happens when you wake up with the same people and hang out with them some more... I can't explain it any better than that. I would lose hours of sleep and be cold as hell on Mark's floor, but it was all worth it in the end. Good times.

Linda called me a tool for women. It's kinda true, I guess. I question the fact that it's for all women though... am I? I don't know.