Laura wrote me about a man in her class who could of been Ghandi's great great grandson. She decided his current career choice of becoming a nurse was not in his cards but he would be a perfect vintage bicycle restorer.
Nina told me she wrote me an email and she was touched by her own writing. It made her cry.
Our friend Kelly got a tattoo of an elephant on her butt. I told Chad I would never get a tattoo on my ass that could one day be a possible metaphor for my ass.
Nina wrote me a very nice letter on my birthday that said: "the friend that says no to any activity that involves spending money and yes to any trip that involves feeding poor people."
I got out of the truck and my pants were wet on my inner thigh from a water bottle. I told Kenny it looked like I peed in my pants......if I had a catheter.
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