How is it possible that nine out of every ten interactions I have with my co-workers is awkward and bizarre? How are those odds possible? And what kills me is that I shouldn't write about them in my blog for the fear of even more odd moments in the workplace. All I'm saying is that you're lucky if you know me in real life because I got stories, man. I've got stories.
I've spent most of my day listening to Belle & Sebastian. Four hours of Belle & Sebastian. I'm excited about tonight.
Last night's alumni get-together was weird. Piece was crowded and we couldn't sit with the rest of the group, so it was just the five of us who knew each other at JMU and then a woman who graduated in '98. Then everyone else we met were in their thirties, and I felt weird. Mission accomplished!
That's about all I've got going for this post. I apologize, this was dumb, but I'm going to post it anyway. I've noticed that in my last few posts I've had nothing of real interest to report; I've just been writing at work so I can avoid, um, work.
Oh, for those of you who are going to be at home tonight and not seeing Belle & Sebastian and the New Pornographers in Chicago, watch 20/20 because Koren Zailckas will be on.
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Have fun! Je suis jalouse!
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