West Coast school
I studied too much.
I lived in Bah-ston.
We had secret societies. Enough said.
Memorizing words for the Scrabble National Championship
At a bar
Throwing insane rooftop parties
Frolicking in the Brooklyn hipster scene
Jogging home from the office
Short and sweet + link
Tweet and rewteet, then tweet again, tweet something else, etc...
I don't take Twitter seriously
I used to be pretty selective about my tweets, but now I've gotten into the groove.
I deleted my account and my life will never be the same.
Left over filet mignon. No biggie.
I eat alone. Go away.
Pink water bottle
Good ol' fashioned cup
Only the hippest
I don't leave the East Village
I congregate with 50 year-old men in Lincoln Square
Just me and the bros