Dinner and wine are now intertwined in my mind. even if dinner is microwaved burritos with lettuce.
I said “utilitarian” yesterday and felt bad when I saw the blank look on my roommate’s face. Every conversation with him ends with, “sooooo… are we goinig to play table hockey?” …. and the answer is always yes.
I hate my class right now.
Lukewarm on my job.
Healthy, financially secure and lazy. apathetic.
I don’t have the energy to build up another Xanga network of interesting people again.
I just wish I communicated better with the people I know offline.
The Ancient Undergrad 
You’re back to school? No longer still a whitecoat?RYC: He might have some mer in his blood.
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Well, conversations could end with something along the lines of ….”I gave our names to door to door Jesus thumpers for a private meeting”. See… table hockey is good.
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My wedding invitations said “Saturday, the Ides of March” and I’ve spent all my time explaining ot people what that means and the significance considering my guy has got a caesar haircut.
what they don’t understand makes you stronger
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would it have made a difference if you gave the definition AND drew a little picture?? thankfully, i don’t need to at my job because we’re all big nerds. the husband seems to do that a lot at his job.
dude, last time i commented here with you, the husband was still the bf. trippy.
ryc: granted that the nuts are in the pants, there’s still a good chance of getting a kick in the nuts/pants. what else would you expect from such a classy broad?
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