I’m not really big on my birthday and as far as a gift, when Nate buys mine, I only ask that it’s neither lavish, nor practical. I usual like to be surprised, but this year I had something in mind months before October had rolled around and since it was a tad on the spendy side, I dropped a few not-so-subtle hints about what I wanted for my bday. Two words…Rock Band.
It’s been a month since we’ve owned the game and Nate and I have found a new way to spend freezing winter nights here in NYC. We have our imaginary trashy rock band and I am now that rock star that I’ll never be in real life. An occasional date night has even consisted of the two of us and our faux instruments or maybe even a little microphone if we’re feeling sassy. It’s even better for parties.
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