One of many awkward me-affiliated places. Time-Dependent SemiPublic Memory Bank, Super Secret Dumping/Proving Ground, Displaced Miscellany Collection, 3 Hours in the Future (EST)
For my amigo Carrie, who might have preferred Dusty to Lucky, but was otherwise a pretty okay housemate, with interesting foods and beverages that I may have sometimes stolen in 2009. SORRY! I hope whoever is maligning your cookie choices in the future will be told the house rules in your new place, post haste.
(In the last ~48 hours, I turned around
1. Manuscript edits
2. An application I’d put off for a month
3. A whim-project to prove to myself I could still execute like a Mexican.At which point I said “Booyeah—you just got Benchley’d!” to no one in particular.
I’ll always remember the film “Amigos! Amigos! Amigos!”
A sometimes eidetic memory is my El Guapo.
cannot wait for this to...possession. I suppose it makes up for any past food and beverage...