A Snapshot of Time

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Sunday, January 10, 2010

Finishing Begins.

One more day (ok more like 36 hours but still) until my final semester begins. I'm nervous (well, duh) but also ?excited? That's what I'm going with at least.

Some friends and I went out Friday night (celebrating Krista's birthday, the count has begun to tally how many times she forgets that I am not yet 23). We went to the dueling piano bar downtown. We had a blast, except for those few moments in which our friendship was forced to end because she'd never heard (any version) of 'Roxanne' originally by the Police though much covered. But, we set aside her musical misfortunes in favor of a lesson later.

As a result of our trip (and a photoshoot with Mr. Jaxy-boy) I was uploading pics off my camera for the first time in months and found this picture of the one and only Mr. Thomas G. I presume it is from Thanksgiving.

2 Comments:

Blogger Connie said...

Amazing what that man does with other people's cameras. My cell phone starting giving me out of memory messages and it turned that there were about 20 strange pictures of that strange man.

4:22 PM  
Blogger Connie said...

And you stole my copy of Moulin Rouge, I hope you went right home and played the Roxanne Tango.

4:23 PM  

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