I just want to say how both sad and happy this photo makes me. These two, Brian and Greg, kind of rescued my sanity these past few months. Yeah--- LOTS of drama surrounding our friendship, but enh-- they're still my favorites. I had two bouquets of roses on my lap at the time, but I had Aaron take this picture while we were on our way to the wedding. This is the picture of the last Box drive of B-Mo-G. True, Brian and I did drive Greg and Savannah in the Box to the reception, but it's not the same-- that was Mr. and Mrs. Greg W. Glaser.
A lot of my summer and a lot of my winter break, and many many weekends home were spent driving around with these two (and sometimes w/the Geof), listening to music (crappy or excellent), being retarded or having big scary conversations about lives. I also think we lost approximately 85 lighters in this car. And countless change. And for a while a record player lived in the trunk.
I guess I'm just feeling nostalgic. Greg is married and doing well with "Savvy" in Tennessee. I'm proud of him, but I miss him, too. And I know Brian HAS to. It's strange, having a married friend. None of us ever thought it would be Gregs first. Maybe me, we thought, although that came to a sudden obvious halt, but then maybe Brian (to get it out of the way and get back to business- lolz) or Chris. We'll see who follows it up, I suppose.
Going over to Geof's tonight to watch Across the Universe with the boyses. It'll be good to see Bri, but mostly I just need a break. So glad I finished all my work (sans editing my Spanish composition, which I suppose I'll have to do tomorrow night). Have to read A Room of One's Own for Wednesday, but it's shortish, and I like Virginia Woolf. Just glad to not be reading Henry Adams any more. I was shocked to find out in his e-mail yesterday that the Fox loved Education. Unexpected.
Need a nap.
Costco run was successful, but that place is nerve wracking.
H.
A lot of my summer and a lot of my winter break, and many many weekends home were spent driving around with these two (and sometimes w/the Geof), listening to music (crappy or excellent), being retarded or having big scary conversations about lives. I also think we lost approximately 85 lighters in this car. And countless change. And for a while a record player lived in the trunk.
I guess I'm just feeling nostalgic. Greg is married and doing well with "Savvy" in Tennessee. I'm proud of him, but I miss him, too. And I know Brian HAS to. It's strange, having a married friend. None of us ever thought it would be Gregs first. Maybe me, we thought, although that came to a sudden obvious halt, but then maybe Brian (to get it out of the way and get back to business- lolz) or Chris. We'll see who follows it up, I suppose.
Going over to Geof's tonight to watch Across the Universe with the boyses. It'll be good to see Bri, but mostly I just need a break. So glad I finished all my work (sans editing my Spanish composition, which I suppose I'll have to do tomorrow night). Have to read A Room of One's Own for Wednesday, but it's shortish, and I like Virginia Woolf. Just glad to not be reading Henry Adams any more. I was shocked to find out in his e-mail yesterday that the Fox loved Education. Unexpected.
Need a nap.
Costco run was successful, but that place is nerve wracking.
H.
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