your mama doesn't like me, she thinks i'm a sorry man

Oct 24, 2008 11:09

i can't help feeling a motherly sort of tender feeling for agnes during rainstorms. the trees and grassy patches and benches and buildings yearn for that rainy campus look. sometimes it feels like the entire campus is working to stay dry in spite of itself.

devin and i always debate about bringing an umbrella in the mornings to breakfast. the conversation today went something like:

p: dude, i had a terrifying dream last night! only it turns out it was just the thunderstorm waking me up. ..then i realized i was in the dorm room and i wasn't scared!!
d: hahaha, faggot.
p: whatever! wanna grab an umbrella?
d: uh no
p: i am!

that doesn't paint an accurate enough picture of our relationship; we're roomsoulmates.

i missed a lot of work this week recovering from my panicky moments. katie (my boss) greeted me today by announcing that, if i wanted it, she'd buy me yoga classes for christmas. i accepted, obv. now i have to maker her a really supery dupery great card. note: my coworker and bff taylor prescott also misses work frequently, so she will be offered yoga-y times as well. she'll accept!

i'm in the library "working" but the agnes spreadsheet application called Datatel isn't working. instead i'm staring affectionately out the window; i like seeming thoughtful.
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