The Two-Hundredth-and-Sixty-Sixth Day

Don't jump! Cool, huh?

The Two-Hundredth-and-Sixty-Fifth Day

Igglesssss. Win. In HD.

Hey, I might not even like football. But I always gots me some Philly pride. No doubt. You would too if your city were as cool as ours. Represent. Word.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Sixty-Fourth Day

I banish people to the alcove when they're misbehaving.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Sixty-Third Day

And this was about the only highlight of our movie-going experience. Perhaps Drew is psychic...?

It was all downhill from here. (Catalyst, you insist to pull me down.)

By the way, anyone remember when it was 1/9/99?

The Two-Hundredth-and-Sixty-Second Day

See? These are the things I enjoy documenting. We both finished our burritos. Completely. Just keeping it real. Lisa is obviously very excited about it.

We high-fived and chest-bumped everyone in Chipotle afterwards.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Sixty-First Day

Check out what I found today. At Georgetown. Seems SJU helped a brother out.

(I had to give this a few glances at first. Sometimes I forget that I'm not at SJU anymore.)

The Two-Hundredth-and-Sixtieth Day

Do...
You...
Stretch?

Seriously. She says this just as a huge tour group stops outside of my office. And I'm trying to hide my laughter behind my giant computer screen (mostly unsuccessfully) so as to not allow total strangers to think that Campus Ministry is full of crazy 14-year-olds laughing alone to nothing in her office.

Oh yes, then I naturally pose that question in my gchat status and Joe sends me this. Read it. It'll save you your legs.

The little things in life. Ah, it was a good day.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Fifty-Nineth Day

Sad.

Lizzie and I became heroes this day. Cos two years ago - January 5, 2007 - was the day that our house gotten broken into. Happy two year!

The Two-Hundredth-and-Fifty-Eighth Day

What this picture doesn't show is the dozen people to the right of me...sitting on this unsupported structure. I didn't want to be a creepster and get them in the picture.

Happy Birthday, Lizzie! You are the music in me.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Fifty-Seventh Day

What does that sign say up there? Oh right. "No Parking."

Live Free or Die.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Fifty-Sixth Day

Cait actually got this moose herself. She got into her pouncing position and just pounced away. She was tired of just pouncing on rabbits, I guess.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Fifty-Fifth Day

Okay, I'll just wait til you stop laughing...

...okay, so if you actually are able to take your eyes off of the subject of this picture, to see through your laughter and your tears from laughing so hard and are able to ignore the pain of your stomach muscles from the laughing so hard, you'll actually see that Liv and I are in the background of this picture, looking at pictures by Nicole, who so geniusly took this picture, not me. We look up and Nicole is on the floor with laughter. And this is why.

Sometimes, now, I just think of this picture - randomly - and start laughing.

What an amazing way to bring in 2009. Happy New Year!