I thought I knew you

I just had lunch with Jeremy and Lawson and Kathy at the Atlanta Bread Company. I had soup and a sandwich. It was good.

Ingram Hill is playing this weekend at the New Daisy, so I'm trying to win tickets from the radio station. This is probably the last show they'll do here for a while, being on the cusp of stardom and all.

I got a call from the body shop, and my car is ready! I'm going to pick it up after work. Then we're going over to Shelby Farms for the Train concert and the fireworks. Then I don't have to go to work tomorrow! Yay!

I am not going to make the cake for the 4th this year. Instead, I will make it next week, when more people will be available to enjoy it. :) Because patriotic baked goods are always welcome.

I hate it when guy friends start acting all spastic. (Not you, Jeremy and Lawson. :)) Most of the time they're there for you, and you feel pretty secure in their friendship. Then they start running after some girl, and it's like you don't exist. Then as soon as the girl is gone, they come trotting back to you and expect everything to be okay. It's not okay! I, for one, am tired of being a consolation prize. But if you refuse to be a consolation prize, you lose your guy friends. You can't win. Sigh. I know this is a well-traveled road, but I couldn't help mentioning it again. :P :)

One of the bloggers I read regularly is spending his summer as a missionary to Mormons in Salt Lake City. What he has written so far is fascinating, and I look forward to hearing more about his experiences. You should all check it out.

That's all. Happy early 4th!

I thought I knew you

I just had lunch with Jeremy and Lawson and Kathy at the Atlanta Bread Company. I had soup and a sandwich. It was good.

Ingram Hill is playing this weekend at the New Daisy, so I'm trying to win tickets from the radio station. This is probably the last show they'll do here for a while, being on the cusp of stardom and all.

I got a call from the body shop, and my car is ready! I'm going to pick it up after work. Then we're going over to Shelby Farms for the Train concert and the fireworks. Then I don't have to go to work tomorrow! Yay!

I am not going to make the cake for the 4th this year. Instead, I will make it next week, when more people will be available to enjoy it. :) Because patriotic baked goods are always welcome.

I hate it when guy friends start acting all spastic. (Not you, Jeremy and Lawson. :)) Most of the time they're there for you, and you feel pretty secure in their friendship. Then they start running after some girl, and it's like you don't exist. Then as soon as the girl is gone, they come trotting back to you and expect everything to be okay. It's not okay! I, for one, am tired of being a consolation prize. But if you refuse to be a consolation prize, you lose your guy friends. You can't win. Sigh. I know this is a well-traveled road, but I couldn't help mentioning it again. :P :)

One of the bloggers I read regularly is spending his summer as a missionary to Mormons in Salt Lake City. What he has written so far is fascinating, and I look forward to hearing more about his experiences. You should all check it out.

That's all. Happy early 4th!