Link rot alert, but the LJ-feed comments on my senses post are pretty great.
Month: May 2006
I’m 25
I made brownie pie and we ate Spinelli’s. DC and Beth got me a book and a bunch of great Actors Theatre stuff, and Yale got me some stuff he found in his car, and he, Ken, Kyle, Scott, Lisa, Monica, Mom, Ian, Maria’s family and especially Maria got me a present I would never have let myself buy: a real camera.
Thanks, ballers.
Maria is sick.
Brendan: “I should go get you some cough syrup.”
Maria: “Hmm… I don’t know how I feel about that. The guy in the X-Files sent somebody out for cough syrup, and he died. But then again, he was British.”
Brendan: “… Your logic is flawless.”