phone pass
One day I was talking to a former dorm baby, Samantha...
who is back at Bible College in Socal, when suddenly another former dorm baby, Cathrin...
walks by, who somehow avoided getting wedgied by me the previous semester. And I talked to her. Then I find myself talking to Longacre...(who, if you've ever seen dance or climb a pole, you'd understand why Sam and I have been calling him Mogli)
And then Alex...
And then Sweet Peaches Zachary...
And then Messy Jessy...
And then back to Bikinis...
And it was shankin awesome. Totally made my week. It made me very much miss California, and all the people in it. And the surf.
Also, I hope it's not creeper that I got these pictures off facebook and now I'm using them for my personal website. Muhhh, I'm a freak.
Labels: college, friends, memories
coworkers
Some coworkers
which make for such a boring time.
Labels: work
MHO top ten
Mountain High top ten list, as of last month:
10. Hickyesque.
9. Listening to Legends of Rodeo and Elliot over the speakers, thanks to Bo's vintage Takehold Records collection.
8. Using my Japanese skills with our one Nihonjin customer.
7. The way The Duke thinks I'm a dirty hippie and calls me shortstack.
6. "I'm going to slap you in the faceneck." "...What's masochism?" "I think you're going to have to look that one up on your own buddy."
5. Bryson, half asleep, zoned out, mouth hanging open, stirring his coffee with a coat hanger. "Fo sho, fo sho..."
4. "...Now my stomach hairs are all...conscious of themselves...self conscious..."
3. Any time anyone makes fun of Quiggle, but only out of love.
2. Alex wearing a neon sack liner like a moomoo - Mark deciding he looked like dragon larvae.
1. "I assume those ski pants aren't for the kid in your arms?" "Oh no, he's only six months old!" "Well yeah because I was going to say that's an amazing skiing baby."
Although I am obviously sorely outnumbered in a man's world, it's actually pretty fun despite the ridiculous amounts of testosterone flying around everywhere.
Labels: omoshiroi, work
