So there I am sitting at my computer desk Sunday morning, two days before I am supposed to present at the ACS, without a car in the world.
My roommate had split town two days earlier to make glee with his shorty, (who by the way is not so short). I open up my Skype phone list that I used to use before those hot shots with the pretty green logo started charging. Maybe it will jog my memory of forgotten friends, I think to myself, pretending like I had that many friends to forget in the first place. Sure, you claim you have lots of friends, on Facebook, on Myspace, on Skype, on Second Life, on WoW, on Counterstrike, on Everquest, on your favorite blog, but how many friends do you have that are friendly enough to give you a ride to Ch