*Megan* I have achieved . . . perfection.
It started . . .
On Saturday night, between being hugged by 30 year olds named "Spike" and having intellectual conversations with "Johnathan" (not "John." Don't dare call him "John.") about whether Jesus had AIDS, I came to a decision about my weekend.
So I called in sick on Sunday. The "debilitating allergic reaction to soy sauce" gave me time to finally do my laundry. Though, the poorly timed air of a few Canadian/British sit-coms made this laundry chore last all day long. Leaving the groceries unbought.
This then rolls over to Monday. Today. I have no food, but plenty of clean clothes. Laura (roommate D) and I order Chinese food, I am incompetent and order way too much (those menus are confusing!)
Then the clean clothes prompt me into going somewhere. Borders is visited, the big manga sale is spotted. I come home with eight new mangas.
Why is this so important? Because it has all led up to this moment, this epitome of the perfect situation. Here it is:
I am in clean clothes. I am reading new manga. I am eating Chinese food, with chopsticks. The diet coke is flowing.
If heaven exists, I imagine it is somewhat like this. But with less airconditioning.
On Saturday night, between being hugged by 30 year olds named "Spike" and having intellectual conversations with "Johnathan" (not "John." Don't dare call him "John.") about whether Jesus had AIDS, I came to a decision about my weekend.
So I called in sick on Sunday. The "debilitating allergic reaction to soy sauce" gave me time to finally do my laundry. Though, the poorly timed air of a few Canadian/British sit-coms made this laundry chore last all day long. Leaving the groceries unbought.
This then rolls over to Monday. Today. I have no food, but plenty of clean clothes. Laura (roommate D) and I order Chinese food, I am incompetent and order way too much (those menus are confusing!)
Then the clean clothes prompt me into going somewhere. Borders is visited, the big manga sale is spotted. I come home with eight new mangas.
Why is this so important? Because it has all led up to this moment, this epitome of the perfect situation. Here it is:
I am in clean clothes. I am reading new manga. I am eating Chinese food, with chopsticks. The diet coke is flowing.
If heaven exists, I imagine it is somewhat like this. But with less airconditioning.