riding the wave

so we went to wave on saturday night… jimmy, peter, paul and me. and it was dead. i mean it was really dead, which is probably attributable to the fact that it’s summertime so all the cute college boys are at home.

but we had a kick-ass time. not that i go to wave very often, but i would this saturday in the top 3 of my visits there.

and jimmy kissed a boy. actually jimmy kissed a lot of people (lol), but there was this one boy who he thought was cute from minute one … that’s the one that counts.

the moral of the story, as we all agreed at the end of the evening, is that you have to make your own good time. if we had been alone, just the 4 of us… it would have still been an incredible night.