Tick Tock
yeah. as they say, now i'm older than jesus.
i don't FEEL older than jesus.
i guess i'm also older than john belushi, too. which is sad. if it weren't for john belushi, i would be unable to comically and quizzically raise one eyebrow.
i practiced. in front of the mirror. in high school.
because i liked john belushi.
there really isn't a whole hell of a lot to say about the weekend. bartlebee bought me cufflinks with scrabble tiles on them. one has a "Z" and the other an "M". we lounged about on the beach on saturday. i saw a movie. there was a nap.
then, today i came into work and told my boss that i'm quitting.
i said, "bartlebee and i have decided that after the wedding we're taking off and not coming back. since you're going to be gone all of august, i figured i better tell you now."
he took it okay. sounded a bit like i'd told him we ran out of cake and he'd have to eat carrots instead.
i told him i wanted the Gala to be my last day but he asked if i'd stay through the end of that week, to September 9th.
so boo-yah. fourteen more weeks.
of course that means that there's only fifteen more weeks until i'm married and maybe nineteen until i'm leaving the country...
we wrote up our invitiations this weekend. they kinda rock.
are you sure she didn't give you one cufflink with an 'N' and another with a sigma on it?