We're Ready For Our Close-Up, and Another Gin and Tonic

Recently eaten: sausage, egg, and cheese on onion bagel
Recent annoyance: sweat glands I didn't even know about (like on my shoulders?!)

I received this unexpected, but not wholly surprising email from my housemate yesterday.

It seems now that even when I run in different circles of people I don't even know, they have either experienced or heard tale of the swashbuckling misadventures of 2903. At party last evening where I thought I knew no one, the following comments were made to me upon introduction to various persons (some that, granted, I have met once or twice before):

"Your roomate Emily really scared me when she tried to kick Cody out of your house." - Pistol Pete

"Was this one of the girls that took her top off when dancing to Madonna?" - Anonymous

"Your blonde roomate with the visor said I missed a spot while shaving (pointing to his twat tickler)." - Some guy named Jeff

"Phoebe yelled at me when she saw I had a Sox hat." - Pistol Pete

I was amazed by how many people had heard about our random and sometimes debaucherous escapades...its so exciting - like we are unofficial no-no-notorious celebs of DC.

I know that the time we have shared is soon coming to an end, but we have a legacy in this city as the crazy crew of 2903. I hope that as we part ways, we continue to hang and spread our awesomness throughout the city, because, let's face it, this city needs us to bring the party.

Keep the dream alive,
Jennifer

I'd like to deny any of these rumors, but I'd also like to have webbed toes. Some miracles are undeniable. Rock on, 2903!