Creepy Men From Lives Past

Hey kids,

So sometimes in life you have experiences that are so perfect you need to tell all of your friends about it, but how can one do so? Well this is the dilemma I just faced until I remembered the group web blog. (Thank you, Mark. Your genius will not go unnoted. I will be nominating you for a Nobel Prize in Physics this year)...

I was driving home from campus today and thought I'd grab some lunch, and what do you know but right in front of me was The Burrito Joint - a hardly noticeable, less than notable 1 table restaurant on Packard (I swear this all was fate). So I walk in to get some food to fill me up and guess who the cashier was...

VERADAY!!!! (i have no idea how to spell his name for real... or pronounce it)

You'll all be happy to know that he's doing quite well, splitting his time between The Burrito Joint and whatever else it is that he does. And you'll also be happy to know that the burrito he gave me sucked. It was like T-Bell but bigger and soggier.

and he has braces.

i'm not kidding, all out braces, top and bottom, it's awesome. It has already made my day, maybe even my week.

Other than that moment of perfectness, life has been quite alright. Turns out grad school is only hard if you have PhD research to do, so no complaints there. And my 2 man Euro Trash Pop Dance band has been coming along quite swimmingly - our repertoir now includes originals such as "Tiger Dance" and "Sex on the Dance Floor" as well as a stunning cover of Gina G's "Ooh Ahh Just a Little Bit."

Now I see there have been a lot of posts, and frankly, I think there are too many back-posts to read. So sorry for all of the bad things that have happened and HOOORRAAAYYY!!! for all of the good things. I promise to actually read this thing and post on it from now on.

Farewell one and all! Hope things are going great. Now that 2:30 is approaching I have a premature birthday/binge drinking celebration to attend. I hope not to die.

SOAY!