I went to Cafe Algiers with some college buddies last night, mainly to check out the new boy in my friend's life. I give him the thumbs up, but I'm not yet convinced that he's right for her. The big revelation of the night, however, was how cool the cafe was and how I couldn't believe I've lived here for so long and had never been. Perhaps it was smart of me to stay away from the enticing vats of yummy hummus, but no more. If I abruptly stop blogging, you'll know where to find me.
I don't know what it is about hanging out with friends you've had since you were but a wee first-year in college, but it leads to some ugly philosophizing and an even uglier examination of your life. The only conclusion Jen and I could come to safely was this: We are an old married couple. No sex, and a lot of arguing about which is the fastest route to the T.
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