Baltiwhore

It’s weird how a trip to Baltimore that you had hoped would let you hang out with the girl you’re diggin can fail so miserably, but still be a whole lot of good for the soul.

Since it was such a nice day and I had no real plans I figured I would take a drive up to Baltimore to see if I could get ahold of the girl and maybe see her play since I’ve never really seen volleyball played seriously. So I drove up there and couldn’t find her, and her cell was off so that wasn’t helping me either. But I still went into the place and looked for her and damn, there were an assload of girls there. And if you’re into tall girls, scope out volleyball teams, almost every girl there was my height or taller.

So that was a bust, then I figured since I was in the neighborhood I could go up to MICA and see if Hunter or Justin was around but being the idiot that I am I don’t know any of their last names. So it was impossible to figure out their room numbers, or if they were even living in the Commons anymore. I felt like an idjit but oh well.

Because the drive was soothing as all get out suprisingly.

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