today, because it was last day working at the lab, my intern supervisor lady treated me and another intern, who btw goes to school with debbie, to lunch at the... *pause for thinking* indigo grill. now this place is high class. really now, the menu was one page long (hahaha, enough joking, where's the rest of the menu?), i wasn't quite sure exactly what i was eating because the food had names i didn't know how to pronounce (frisee? pignin? dhlaksjdlkh?), and the service guy was so polite and nice (cute too, not that i was looking... hee hee hee) that he gave us free dessert. perhaps it was my prize winning smile that won him over? or my ability to write run-on sentences like no other?
sorry about this, but my mind has a tendency to jump from one place to another, so on a completely unrelated note. i've been packing for school, and i find that i'm taking a lot less stuff this time around, and i can't help but feel like i'm forgetting something. and i really don't wanna be caught in a just-realized-there's-no-toilet-paper-in-the-house-too-late type of situation. hey! i can write run-on words too!
Edith Piaf - L'accordeoniste... she's french. *sigh*, i'm such an intellectual.
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