Rain rain go away
I've put away my rain jacket half a dozen times this spring. And each time, it goes from sunny and warm to rainy and cold within 24 hours. Coincidence? Murphy's law, I say. Which brings me to a second coincidence: my nickname was Murphy in high school. My two best friends in the world still call me Murph. One of my two best friends in the world had her birthday on Tuesday. I fogot to call her. Shitty best-friend behavior. I no longer send gifts to my home friends, so the least I could do would be to call.
I wonder which Pomona people I'll be calling on birthdays four years from now. Never know, I suppose. So much depends on circumstance--where in the world everyone lands after being summarily blown out of the Claremont cannon. My prediction: I'll call Dave, Chelsea, Josh, and maybe Julia on their birthdays for the next several years.
I wonder which Pomona people I'll be calling on birthdays four years from now. Never know, I suppose. So much depends on circumstance--where in the world everyone lands after being summarily blown out of the Claremont cannon. My prediction: I'll call Dave, Chelsea, Josh, and maybe Julia on their birthdays for the next several years.