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1.My Sister pretending to be Margot Tennenbaum(even if she stole it from me.)
2.My Dog pretending to be Darth Vader
3. Jake Gyllenhall pretending to be my boyfriend
4.My Friends
5. not living out of a red pack
6. Fat Tire Beer and overalls (okay, that's two, but they are little...and I love those overalls, it's like my unofficial I'm-off-work uniform, much like the 2xl brooklyn sweatshirt and fleece pants I would wear in the winter at Mansard apartments b/c we couldn't afford to heat the place and entertained ourselves with rap music and wrestling matches in the living room, and lets not forget the candy bucket.)
7. Flushing Toilets
8. My Family
9. Singing in my car, despite the fact that it has a big dent where my mom backed over the front of it, hail damage from Arkansas tornados, and the check engine light does not go off.
10. I do not have to change clothes in front of 400 people revealing to all that I have a severe dirt/tan line that starts at my knees.
As a final note, I want to add, that one thing I do NOT miss about home is waiting tables. I may make as much a day as I made an hour, but nobody ever shakes an empty glass at me. I officially have the best job in the world.
3 comments:
cute post.
home is where the heart is...er.. some cheesy thing like that!
Awwwww.... that made me happy. Come home!! :)
Mansard days were some of the best days of my life. We had that wall of Calvin and Hobbes comics that you colored in by hand during Astronomy class. When not reading "Me Talk Pretty One Day." Sigh... the good ol' days. They will one day return and we will be united once again. Until then...
I forgot about the comics. I miss you so freakin much.
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