It's that calm before the storm time again. Everything happens to me in spurts of a couple weeks, every month and a half or so.
The latter half of may May will contain:
J's graduation, which I have promised to attend, and her moving into the house they bought, which I have promised to aid.
A visit from E, after her graduation up in Boston.
A week-long trip to New Orleans, with R.
A concert down in DC by a favorite band of mine.
Just another few weeks before the newest round of chaos begins.
Oh yeah: don't you hate when your friend don't pay their phone bill, and it's socially awkward to offer to help pay it, so you just don't talk to them for long periods of time while their phone is off?
Maybe I can get her to start slacking off at work and talking to me on IM.
The latter half of may May will contain:
J's graduation, which I have promised to attend, and her moving into the house they bought, which I have promised to aid.
A visit from E, after her graduation up in Boston.
A week-long trip to New Orleans, with R.
A concert down in DC by a favorite band of mine.
Just another few weeks before the newest round of chaos begins.
Oh yeah: don't you hate when your friend don't pay their phone bill, and it's socially awkward to offer to help pay it, so you just don't talk to them for long periods of time while their phone is off?
Maybe I can get her to start slacking off at work and talking to me on IM.
Not unlike Herman's Hermits.
Something tells me I'm into something good.
Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter.
Okay, I'm done.
Maybe I am insane. Maybe I am a brilliant riddler.
Maybe, just maybe... the line between the two doesn't exist.
Or maybe the line is more of a series of concentric circles.
Or maybe I should get some pudding.