. . . That this is where we met . . .
(Although it was outside of the Michigan Union one, not the South University one.)
. . . And this is where we had so many good times — and will have at least a few more . . .
(Mmm, sangria.)
. . . And this is [...]
I have a terrible confession to make. This confession will probably make IP regret that he moved in with me, will make him mentally take back the ring that he was eventually to give me, make him retreat from the idea of moving to Colorado and possibly having cute chipmunk-cheeked, smart ass babies with me.
Cue [...]
On the day that Mathgeek gets into MIT, IP and I display our own brilliance by locking ourselves out of our apartment. We both have a set of keys, and of course we both neglected to bring them along when we did our weekly grocery shopping. With a combined six degrees between us, [...]
My little brother, Mathgeek, just got into MIT.
Sweet!
So proud of you, kiddo.
The creepy doll is a doll that’s creepy. (Actually, this really applies to me because IP does this thing where, in the dark, he turns his head slowly to me, opens his eyes, and goes “Mama” in a scratchy doll voice-box voice. Freaks me the hell out.)
Jonathan Coulton turned left and it was [...]
As soon as we entered March, writer’s block hit me full force. Yes, I could start the 2008 book list, but I’ve been kind of lethargic about getting that category started; love it but not into it at the moment. It will come back, of course, and hopefully over the weekend, but for now you’ll [...]
