Wandering Jello

my adventures in the windy city. with the obligatory references to the best (former) roommates ever.

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5 second rule

So after meeting emily at a bar with a giant pig out front, so she could retrieve her now broken, yet still functional phone, we stopped at a store to buy beer and candy. And later on as we’re waiting on the N/W platform at times square, and I’m eating M&M’s, one of them falls on the ground and starts to roll away. So I quickly pick it up and look around, only there’s no trashcans nearby. It’s still intact, except for a tiny piece of the shell that chipped off. I look at emily, and ask if i should eat it. She says I should. So I do. And then she yells at me for eating something off the floor of the times square subway station.  We both decide if I’m sick/dead in the morning, we’ll know why. (this did not happen today, so I did in fact survive the night)