Tuesday, March 13, 2012

My Homeless Roommate

The straps on my overnight bag broke today on my way out of work so my co-worker tied it to my body like a backpack. See below:

That's a drifter if I've ever seen one.
This is, by far, the most homeless thing I've done...today.

My friends and I have an ongoing joke about how I'm homeless. Homeless things I've done include, but aren't limited to, the following:

  • "Accidentally" stealing a bag of sour cream and onion potato chips from a supermarket in DC
  • Falling asleep on the floor of Penn Station
  • Dressing like this:
Far right, pictured with my non-homeless roommates
  • Opening a bag of Doritos from the wrong side and continuing to eat them from the bag that way
  • Dressing like this
  • (Almost) falling into a pile of trashbags
  • Inappropriately Enthusiastically cuddling with a dog named Levi which probably had alopecia (#mostlikelytohavebadfur) on the roof of our apartment building


  1. I was a first-hand witness for most of these things. Guess I like to see you at your finest.

  2. Apparently I missed a couple of past homeless transgressions.

    From Andrea: the time I was drunk, crying at Alphabet Cafe and probably dined and ditched.
    From Fionna: the time I accidentally stole some guy's jacket from the bar at the Port Authority. I wasn't even wearing a jacket when I got there.