I 20something guy who moved to sucker free San Francisco from sweet home Chicago in May 2008...then I met a girl and moved to Copenhagen, Denmark. Then I came back to Chicago.
This is a chronicle of how I get down out here. It's almost entirely submitted via iPhone, so most of it is close to or in real time, which is comical in itself mostly nonsense.
While I was coming back from the store, some woman just burst out of the apartment across from mine chanting, gleefully, “I’m not pregnant! I’m not preeeggnant!” I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me, but I looked her dead in the eye and said, tersely, “Bitch you better not be.” Then I turned, opened my door, and came inside my apartment.
