Before moving to Madison I can count how many I've run: 1. It was in Zanesville, OH around 4 am on the Friday night of camp week when I was on summer staff with Group in 2008. After we got our work done we went out for pancakes (or something that sounded wonderful?) and driving home I treated the red light in the deserted intersection as a stop sign. Even though not a soul was there to witness besides the others in the car, I felt terrible. Since moving to Madison almost 2 weeks ago, I have run more stop lights than I can count. I don't know what it is, but I can't help it. I ran one yesterday. I'm lucky there's never been a cop watching me.
This morning I was watching the Price is Right and eating celery and peanut butter for breakfast when my buzzer rang. None of my friends know where I live so I was confused and a little afraid. I went down to find it meant I had a package :) What a nice way to start the day. The package was actually just a textbook. I am now waiting for only 1 more to arrive, and it's the one for my first class this Thursday.
Since I'm terrible at posting pictures, I've decided I'm going to start posting my favorite videos from youtube. Here's the first one: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ay-jgm3aOiY
2 comments:
hey stranger - god i love receiving packages...'real' mail in general really, is wonderful. I hope you're well and imminent school doesn't seem so, well, imminent. miss you,
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...also, in my home town, my friends and I used to go lie down in the only traffic-lighted intersection CF has. red lights are really more of a suggestion than categorically imperative...
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