Matt's out of town again.
I'm taking suggestions for how *I* should start my getting paid to travel exclusively to awesome destinations during the workweek, flying first class. Public education, I like you, but you will never send me anywhere first class.
----------------------
"Beer!"
"Sweets!"
"Using the Lord's name in vain!"
Happy birthday Carly, you can have all the ice cream cake you care to eat.
I probably should have chosen something I could go back to guilt-free after Lent.
----------------------
Had a great Easter celebration Sunday with the nuclear family churching and dining and watching of Batman Begins. [Awesome except for the trademark Katie Holmes smirk.] We like to mix it up. Sometimes we take a "Christmas card" picture.
I used to wish for spontaneous traditions to emerge among my friends. Perhaps it was a result of being in what felt like constant flux: Go to school. Go home for summers and breaks. Go back to school. Study abroad. Come home. Graduate. Move home with parents. Move out.
Recently I said something like, "Yeah, it must've been about a year ago or sometime during college..." and Matt had to interrupt to remind me that we graduated four years ago.
Huh. So you're saying I should stop using my student ID?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
i've recently become obsessed with a vietnamese restaurant just up the road from school. on one of my many recent visits there, i noticed a big ol' bottle of hot sauce on the table. you guessed it - sriracha.
made me think of you.
Post a Comment