I spent the weekend in Los Angeles, Redondo Beach to be exact. I was planning on sitting down at the airport this morning and blogging about something fabulous we did/I ate this weekend.
Josh and I woke up around 4:30 this morning. He had to get to the gym to meet a friend before work. We went up to the kitchen to get breakfast, and found a naked girl, completely passed out, on the beautiful granite countertops. I can’t really say I’d ever seen that one before. I was also a little bit surprised, considering all of his roommates are well past college age.
Then Josh’s roommate came upstairs to get more wine, obviously, and lost the girl that was sleeping in his bed. He walked out the door, avec wine, to look for her, and never came back.
Josh’s response? “We need to get a cleaning lady”
Welcome to California.
OMG, that is both insane and hysterical! I’m not sure how I would have handled that one.
It was definitely awkward
I thought my monday was wonky, hope your flight is better