Today I am twenty-five and a half.
Kind of surreal: waiting for the bus on my way to work at the bus stop in front of my apartment building, and glancing up to see my car (not just a car that looked like mine, actually my car) darting across the street and into the driveway of the garage next door. (I left it there, key and all. Oil change -> cracked exhaust seal -> five days without my car.)
Also, tonight is:
a) the first time I'm having groceries delivered!
b) the first time I'm watching Supernatural in real time!
c) Game 4 of the Wings-Flames series!
...sadly, all of these have the potential to converge in the hour between 9 and 10, making it difficult to properly enjoy any of them. I may possibly have drawn myself a flow chart to figure out how to plan my evening.
Also, tonight is:
a) the first time I'm having groceries delivered!
b) the first time I'm watching Supernatural in real time!
c) Game 4 of the Wings-Flames series!
...sadly, all of these have the potential to converge in the hour between 9 and 10, making it difficult to properly enjoy any of them. I may possibly have drawn myself a flow chart to figure out how to plan my evening.
