Listen up folks, we’re going to let you in on a little secret. If you think condos are typically small and meant for couples or the bachelor life, you’re wrong. No, we’re not referring to that bachelor, you know, the one with the hot tubs and desperate women (although, whatever floats your boat buddy). We’re talking about the kind of bachelor that can’t remember the last time they did laundry and kind of wanders around their apartment in a haze because they have an intense desire for human contact but are too shy to talk to the pretty girl (or guy) a couple floors down when they see them in the elevator. You’re familiar, right?
So here we are, looks like the Mayans were right after all. Who had called that massive volcano to erupt and throw us out of orbit? Nobody? Wow. Oh well, what’s done is done and those of us alive are totally looking for something to pass the time. After all, we’re pretty sure we won’t have to go into work next week. So what is there to do?