holy goodness, it's almost Christmas!! and it's been a LONG time since i've posted, oops.
we often have bands stay at our place and over the summer a band tweeted at my roommate asking if we wouldn't mind having them even though no one in our house knew them personally. always wanting to help potential friends in need we said, "sure!"
thing of it was, only my one roommate was going to be around the night they were there, she said she didn't mind though so they came over and spent the night and went on their merry way.
a couple of months later i had the opportunity to go see these boys in concert and i was determined to figure out which one had slept in my bed....not because they had done anything to it but because sometimes i get questions stuck in my head and can't move on until the mystery is solved. so we watched the show (good job OIT boys) and afterward i literally started asking all of them if they had slept in my bed. after one time of just walking up and saying, "did you sleep in my bed" without explanation that they had stayed at my house i learned to preface it with a "this summer you stayed at my house and i was gone when you guys came but i just really want to know..." none of them seemed to remember and we had all moved on and were standing around in a circle chatting when this conversation ensued:
palmer: "wait, do you have the bed with the animal print pillows?"
me: "YES! the big zebra print pillows!"
palmer: "it was me, i slept in your bed."
me: "awesome."
*sara and palmer high five*
kevin: "never before has a girl been so excited about palmer being in their bed."
xo
