One girl. One college. Three thousand guys. This blog is a blow-by-blow [yes, that was a dirty pun] account of the social (and usually sexual) misadventures of a commitment-phobic and ironically promiscuous virgin.

Saturday, November 11, 2006

same hot pot.

Different soup.

Before I forget, I should mention that after last night's condensed mushroom soup debacle, even in my drunken haze I managed to preemptively avoid another such situation. Tonight I stopped at 7-11 and bought "Asian-style" noodle bowls. Thank you Jesus for inventing the Shin Bowl, and of course the Thai Kitchen Hot & Sour soup.

I was a $1.48 short for my purchases, but a little song and dance later, I had enough Asian-style noodle bowls to be content.


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