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There are some times when you just know you're in the right place.
It feels so good to be home.
I baked a cake for my dad's birthday. It didn't turn out very well, but I want him to feel like his birthday is at least a little about him. I don't want him to have a horrible birthday on account of my grandmother. So I bought him what he wanted for his birthday, and I tried to bake him a cake.
Tomorrow, we're going to the baseball game. I also have a dentist's appointment, followed by an afternoon cleaning up after my stupid grandmother. Apparently, my parents went over to check on her today to find her apartment in a totally vile state. So my dad gets to spend his birthday cleaning it. So, I'll go over and help.
I might try to meet Beth for lunch. I'd also like to spend some time with Jeremy and Corey. The last seven days have been pretty strange... it'll be nice to spend some time with the people that keep me on the ground.
The party in Rolla was pretty sweet. The conversation was good. I know that some of the boys annoyed Beth, with all of the nerdy, drunk engineer/physics talk, but I have to say... if you can get as excited about something drunk as you are sober, it means you're passionate about it. And passion is hot. Or, maybe I had way too much to drink. Or maybe both...
It feels so good to be home.
I baked a cake for my dad's birthday. It didn't turn out very well, but I want him to feel like his birthday is at least a little about him. I don't want him to have a horrible birthday on account of my grandmother. So I bought him what he wanted for his birthday, and I tried to bake him a cake.
Tomorrow, we're going to the baseball game. I also have a dentist's appointment, followed by an afternoon cleaning up after my stupid grandmother. Apparently, my parents went over to check on her today to find her apartment in a totally vile state. So my dad gets to spend his birthday cleaning it. So, I'll go over and help.
I might try to meet Beth for lunch. I'd also like to spend some time with Jeremy and Corey. The last seven days have been pretty strange... it'll be nice to spend some time with the people that keep me on the ground.
The party in Rolla was pretty sweet. The conversation was good. I know that some of the boys annoyed Beth, with all of the nerdy, drunk engineer/physics talk, but I have to say... if you can get as excited about something drunk as you are sober, it means you're passionate about it. And passion is hot. Or, maybe I had way too much to drink. Or maybe both...