Things I am Thankful For
It's surprisingly refreshing to have an interviewer ask your opinion on the direction of reforms in post-Soviet states, rather than your opinion on appropriate filing techniques. If nothing else, I'm grateful for the good conversation, and the kindly assumption of intelligence.
Free beer and hotdogs on Saturday, anti-prom party on Saturday night, beach trip on Sunday.
My boyfriend's new tattoo:
Now if he'd only get a motorcycle, I'd just about have my bringing-him-home-to-meet-the-parents fantasy fulfilled.
Au bon Pain:
For that fresh mozarella and tomato pesto sandwich they keep making me buy
Hops and Barley:
I'm so glad you both exist, and you both came together in a beautiful relationship more commonly known as beer. You make it worth going to work on Friday, if only for the pleasure of getting off work on Friday.
King Henry V:
Thanks for having an interesting life, and waging interesting wars, and having controversial progeny. Otherwise the book I'm reading would be really boring. I don't care if you never really said "Once more into the breach, dear friends." I think you're great. But not as great as-
Gen. Wesley Clark:
I need to come up with a name for my new car when it arrives. I previously wanted to have a car named "The Hitch," but I've disowned him, so nix that. Unlike Guppy, my last car, a car of The People, this one is a bit bourgeois. Maybe Yvonne, or Cassandra. Or "My Owner is a Big Fat Sellout." We'll see.