"I copy that" is walkie-talkie talk for - I understand, will do, gotcha, ok, alright, yup, uh-huh, and much more depending on the inflection of the voice.

Saturday, August 13, 2005

moving on.

yesterday is over. Found the car. The play was good. Went out for a nice (it's fricken' hot outside) drink, came home, and talked on the phone like a seventh grader. Remember when you had to sneak downstairs to call someone... pre-cell phones. Kids today have it so easy.

Now I am leaving soon to go to a dance party in connecticut. whoop. whoop. whooping it up.

(oh, and another person got locked out of my office building... it seems they changed the code without telling him... they still haven't told me)

"the good times are killing me.
enough hair of the dog to make myself an entire rug."


Chishiki Lauren said...

Went to a party tonight at a friend's house. The guys were on one side of the room, the girls, another. The music sucked and no one was smiling.

Also reminscent of seventh grade. Though, there were more kegs and bare asses than I remember from grade school.

Hope you found a van.

chad said...

bare asses? neat. I went skinny dipping with 15 or so people in an unaturally warm lake a few hours ago.

I'm glad we have 7th grade things in common, it makes me feel better.