Part of me is embarrassed to admit I’m anything other than excited to be leaving in a week but this site is supposed to be a journal, so it might as well be one from time to time
They laughed the entire time that my friend and I had dinner, then wandered off. They left behind a napkin with a phone number written in ketchup. I suspect they were tormenting the very young man waiting tables there.
Of course I am hoping to get some greeting card company’s attention so I can parlay my skills into a lucrative designer job. “Still Sporty At Forty”, see there, that’s one I just came up with. I am full of these
