Oh, poor poor Erin.
Ok...will this prove it to you (while Emily downloads pictures)? After Obama's first piece of advice to the graduates, it started to drizzle. He commented on the drizzle (which probably wasn't in the printed link), and promised he only had two more pieces of advice left. The last one was empathy, which he went on to some extent on. I liked it. He's a good speaker.
Pffft. I want to know what you liked. What did he say that was so great or funny or inspiring to you? Otherwise, I'm just gonna keep thinking Emily is still a piker with only one masters degree, and the two of you were down the pub.
Oh, what a crappy day. I'm sorry, Erin. I am glad you have your car back, at least. And you have a good friend there. Feel better -ma headed your way.
I'll save my "Yay, Jen!" for when she's around. Or, really, just say it twice.
Aw, poor sickie Erin. It's just not right that any Buffista, much less YOU, should have to endure a day whose description includes both "worst fucking cold ever" and "bail bondsman."
I took Scola to eat at the Thai Stick restaurant after the aquarium trip.
If he likes Thai food, next time he's in town we could all go to Phuket.
I want to know what you liked.
You should go read my LJ. And in a minute I'll tell you all about Obama (I'm on the phone, but feeling the need to prove this to you).
I am glad you got things done. and I hope anyone thinking mean thoughts gets a piece of your cold. ( even though it would have killed me to stand in line however, if I had to do that kind of thing , part of me would think I deserved it. damn puritan blood)
Tonight is Art walk in Niles and the first St. Niles parade* of the year. DH has been off galivanting with Nic all day, so I have no idea when he will return. I want something other than home food. I was going to walk down town( less than a mile ) but two coughs make me want to curl up and die for a bit. so drive it is. Now the question is - so I wait til closer to 6, so I might see the parade, or just go now?
*I have a friend that makes 'saints' out of found objects. they have very fun stories to go with them. the parade has a song and we bless the stores that are open
If he likes Thai food, next time he's in town we could all go to Phuket.
I'm pretty sure that's my line.
I just looked at ALL my loans all at once.
Oh.
Oh, my friend J. is going to be SO jealous about Obama! And I have DVD delivery.
Except now, thanks to Steph, I see Frodo, little gay arms outflung, singing "The Hills are Alive...With the Sound of Muuuuuuucccuuuuussss!"
I think I hear him, too.
OK, me and my ginormous glass of iced tea are going to settle into bed with the DVD's.
Later, all my sweet peeps. Love you, and your thoughtful ways.
