The Three-Hundredth-and-Sixty-Fifth Day

Get your fork!

The Three-Hundredth-and-Sixty-Fourth Day

I don't know if you knew, but it was my decision (fault) to cover up the IHS symbol when Obama was here. Silly me. So I dreaded checking my messages when I came in today. Heee, turns out I didn't get any for that sore subject. (It really wasn't my decision at all.) Also turns out that I need to dust my phone.

Oh boy. Just one more day!

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How much do you love this picture?

Three days of Cait!

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And I'm convinced. That Cait and I would be extremely happy just sitting outside, watching people, talking about life, drinking Magners, and eating chicken fingers (me keeping it real, her not so) and bread with each other....for the rest...of our lives.

Also, doesn't Cait look like she's not wearing any clothing? Naked Cait.

Best friends!

The Three-Hundredth-and-Sixty-First Day

Cait almost died tonight. Ask her about it.

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TNEC! Luke and Lizzie pretending to be on a boat (as opposed to T-Pain and I in the back there, who are actually on the boat).

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Hehehe. I came into the office this morning to this hung on my computer. My work studs accomplish so much. In life.

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And then this man known as the President of the United States comes to visit.

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Up!

The Three-Hundredth-and-Fifty-Sixth Day

"I'll drive," he says. (Really.) And then he dances around to Bow Wow.

Happy Easter, friends.

The Three-Hundredth-and-Fifty-Fifth Day

Missy and Nicole got into a fight. Obviously. Also, it was cold in there!

The Three-Hundredth-and-Fifty-Fourth Day

When you spend four hours drinking "coffee," you end up picking up some stragglers. Named Missy. In addition, check out Olivia's bruises. And while you're at it, check out how perfectly that that coat behind Missy matches that lamp behind her.

Happy Birthday, Jers!

The Three-Hundredth-and-Fifty-Third Day

Doesn't he look downright chipper?

But anyway: Phillies and SJU! Together! (And Enterprise for Gidge, cos I know she loves her some Enterprise.)

The Three-Hundredth-and-Fifty-Second Day

Down.

(Down, down baby. Your street in a Ranger Rover.)

The Three-Hundredth-and-Fifty-First Day

So I pass this tree pretty much every day. But today, completely random, I decided to look up. And behold, beads. Thousands and millions of beads. Like it's having its own Mardi Gras celebration.

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This one's for my Becky.

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Lisa introduced me to the world (cult) of Ultimate Frisbee today. And this is what I found.

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So this is what the Lincoln Memorial looks like at 6:30am on a Saturday.

I figured it probably felt neglected as I have so many pictures of the Capitol and the Washington Monument. But I love the Lincoln Memorial just the same (or maybe more).

The Three-Hundredth-and-Forty-Seventh Day

My first Muslim Prayer.

The Three-Hundredth-and-Forty-Sixth Day

Woph!

I bet the kid who drew this is from Philly.

The Three-Hundredth-and-Forty-Fifth Day

My first Interfaith Sedar. That's how we do at Gtown.