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1) on Ash Wednesday, rachel and i nearly got run over crossing the street because we forgot that cars were allowed to drive on the roads again. oops.
2) john and i went to a NU happy hour function in Lewiston friday and i forgot to grab my purse when we left. i fortunately realized this before we got to the car because i wanted a piece of gum. i wore the same cargo pants everyday at Mardi Gras so i could keep all my stuff safe in my secure pockets rather than have to carry a bag. gotta get used to the bag again.
3) after the happy hour, we went to liz's metal house before we hit the movies [Phantom of the Opera is worth it for fans of the musical, by the way, or those that think they would like it, but were never able to see it either for geographical and/or financial reasons]. i wanted to toss that piece of gum i had and i really had to catch myself before spitting it out into the street. you see, at Mardi Gras, you just throw every piece of random trash you have directly onto Bourbon St. took a minute to get used to that in the first place, and now i have to get back into the swing of trash receptacles.
4) julie said it, but i didn't believe it at the time. life is a little more bland at home after Mardi Gras.
2) john and i went to a NU happy hour function in Lewiston friday and i forgot to grab my purse when we left. i fortunately realized this before we got to the car because i wanted a piece of gum. i wore the same cargo pants everyday at Mardi Gras so i could keep all my stuff safe in my secure pockets rather than have to carry a bag. gotta get used to the bag again.
3) after the happy hour, we went to liz's metal house before we hit the movies [Phantom of the Opera is worth it for fans of the musical, by the way, or those that think they would like it, but were never able to see it either for geographical and/or financial reasons]. i wanted to toss that piece of gum i had and i really had to catch myself before spitting it out into the street. you see, at Mardi Gras, you just throw every piece of random trash you have directly onto Bourbon St. took a minute to get used to that in the first place, and now i have to get back into the swing of trash receptacles.
4) julie said it, but i didn't believe it at the time. life is a little more bland at home after Mardi Gras.
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