malinoke

One of the many wonderful qualities that Brian possesses is his selflessness.  He is always wracked with guilt if he can't go out of his way to help someone he barely knows, or, more often than not, doesn't know at all.  I'm happy to say the longer I'm with him the more that quality rubs off on me (that's what she said).  Tonight Brian and I participated in the very selfless act of helping our neighbor's new roommate move into the apartment next door.  We found out about the move approximately 5 minutes before it happened and we put on our sturdy sneakers to go out and lend a hand.  And believe me when I say I don't plan to do that ever again.  It's not because of the effort behind helping someone move their worldly possessions up and or down stairs, or the fact that I don't know this person and now I'm holding a box of her underwear, or even that it was raining and muddy.  No, the simple truth of this new revelation is the following: I now know who sleeps on the other side of our bedroom wall.  Enough said.