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i'm heading back to school tomorrow. i should have spent last night packing. instead i spent it carousing.
i wanted to ask a passerby to take a photo of matt and me standing ankle-deep in the freezing water, as a way of summing up our friendship. but alas, no one came near.
then a strange phone call led to us going first to dinner, and then to the bar with my mum and step-dad. i can't explain my family.
we parked on the top of the ramp so that my car would have a view of the lake.
matt wants you to know that he was not vomiting.
my mum is pretty, but not so much in photos. she's always making odd faces. my stepdad always looks about the same. they bought beers for us, which surprised matt.
my mum insisted that bartenders have nothing better to do than take photos, even on busy saturday nights.
then mum bought us the largest chambord margarita of all time, and it tried to eat my face.
seriously, it was ridiculously huge...
as big as our heads.
and it was a damn good margarita.
the amazing thing about this photo is not, in fact, the tendons in my mum's neck. rather, it is the expression on mark's face. wow.
the logical thing to do after having a giant margarita is to go play scrabble and drink whiskey. this was the board before very much whiskey was consumed. eventually it was more...randomized...with the word "drunk" spelled out in the middle.
i'm heading back to school tomorrow. i should have spent last night packing. instead i spent it carousing.
i wanted to ask a passerby to take a photo of matt and me standing ankle-deep in the freezing water, as a way of summing up our friendship. but alas, no one came near.
then a strange phone call led to us going first to dinner, and then to the bar with my mum and step-dad. i can't explain my family.
we parked on the top of the ramp so that my car would have a view of the lake.
matt wants you to know that he was not vomiting.
my mum is pretty, but not so much in photos. she's always making odd faces. my stepdad always looks about the same. they bought beers for us, which surprised matt.
my mum insisted that bartenders have nothing better to do than take photos, even on busy saturday nights.
then mum bought us the largest chambord margarita of all time, and it tried to eat my face.
seriously, it was ridiculously huge...
as big as our heads.
and it was a damn good margarita.
the amazing thing about this photo is not, in fact, the tendons in my mum's neck. rather, it is the expression on mark's face. wow.
the logical thing to do after having a giant margarita is to go play scrabble and drink whiskey. this was the board before very much whiskey was consumed. eventually it was more...randomized...with the word "drunk" spelled out in the middle.