So I’m having one of those fabulous mornings that can only be attributed to the ethereal bond that unites all living things.
It started at 7:46am when I awoke to the sound of quarreling cats.
Something that I would normally consider “awful” turned out to be quite shoop-worthy: I was up at a reasonable hour, and so the day began!
Scrambled eggs.
Toast.
Facon.
News on the Christ channel.
And out the door before 9am with lunch and a clean coffee mug. Even though I was half a block from the bus, the driver waited for me. Maybe that had something to do with the shuttle survey being taken today, but all the same I gave a great review.
Then coffee in RLM: the ultimate test. Waiting in line in front of me, Kate was wearing (omg) the same outfit as as I was: gym shoes, jeans, ribbed top over a blue t-shirt, and an iPod.
I wanted to say something mathy and clever like “we are the same mod t-shirt and jeans”, but then I had a flashback to the time I saw a random indie guy wearing my shoes. Dangling my blue Airwalk in front of him, I said “Hey! We match!”, and his look of disdain had me wishing I listened to my mother when she said “don’t talk to strangers.”
Let’s chalk up today’s silence to quiet reverence…
… the weirdness of transivity.
… and matching airwalks.
Still, funny how we are connected in the boosh matrix.
Really makes you wonder about superstrings.
The Grand Unified Boosh.
Or pure randomness.
like when a boosh flaps its wings ✂
the cool breeze.
the warm front. ☀
cheerful tunes and comfy tees.
the love that made the summer fly
and a night seem like a lifetime.
On a scale from one to awesome, this coffee is super great.
Test passed: A-.
✔ ( Does not work well with others. )
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