One of my friends writes a blog with one of her friends. Last week, my one of my friends (Merriwhether) posted a little something for my birthday. Because I'm mega-conceited, I'm reposting here. One day I hope to be as good of a friend as she is and write a tribute to her:
(originally posted on Medusa & Merriwhether)
Andrew
When I travel back to good old Chicago I usually get lost. My go to is
always Mr. Hertzberg. He's got Chicago's floor plan burned into his
brain along with the bus and train routes. It is simply fantastic. I am
currently learning Saint Paul so that I can simply direct a stranger at
the tip of a hat. This is one of Andrew's many strange knowings but at
the moment I cannot think of anymore other than him thinking he isn't a
hipster but in fact he truly is.
Me reacting to Andrew getting out his iphone: "oooo such a hipster, where is your chrome bag?!"
Andrew: "At home with my fixed."
This may or may not have happened while I was emptying the contents of
my chrome bag. Tehehe
Hahaha, Happy Birthday Asshole
