Wow, first day of break, and I am up at 6.30. Without setting an alarm. I can usually barely get up by 10.30 with an alarm when in school. It must be all of the excitement to get my vacay started. W00t!
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Thanks for your last comment. My theory is to keep up the subtle, shameless charm and be patient while she circles in and out. She'll like it. It's tough to telegraph that she's something special to you, but not alone in that category. Above all, never doubt yourself for a second. Steady as she goes, Cap'n.
When I was a kid I was into Hulk, that's it. I'm enjoying meeting these other superheroes as Marvel rolls them out. I love the Stan Lee cameos. Hef!
Lap up les vaccances, baby. Wanna hear something strange? After freelancing for the past year, I'm about to get a real job again where I have to be up on time and go somewhere in the morning with, you know, more than slippers and a ratty bathrobe on, and I'm craving it like I once did a vacation. Now that feeling may last only a week, but I think I'll have the perspective with me always. I have and will work with some great characters, and in the end it's such people who shape our lives. Hum, I like that and think I'll post it. I've not ever felt that way about my alma mater, so school's gotta be the exception. And then there's the CA bar -- my freakin' brilliant cousin's on his second go-'round. Sheesh. Hat's off to you.