On Drunk Landlords.

Guys, I have a few blurbs for you. 
We got ketchup, frozen veggies, and steak from our incredibly intoxicated landlord. 
We put on running shoes and ran a little over a mile to the bus station so that a friend would make it home on time. 

I went to work and didn't have to do anything today. 
I discussed the wonders of How I Met Your Mother with Mormon missionaries. 
I learned the Triangle Game. And I sucked at it. 
Did I mention that our landlord was smashed/twisted/drunk/s***faced/inebriated when we got home at 8:30 p.m.?
I almost tossed my cookies after running that mile. But I was able to survive long enough to take some awesome pics. 

I have switched to washing my face with honey, and it's the most amazing thing I've ever done. 
PS Have you entered my giveaway yet?