adam is a nice brother.
he agreed to ride along with me when i drive dignal to the airport to catch her 6:30 a.m. flight (adam, you know this means we leave before this, right??). the hardest route i've ever driven is SR37 between fishers and marion (you can do that in your sleep, trust me) and a ten-minute stretch around 465 from keystone at the crossing to the exit to christy sallee's house. so adam's going to help me figure out the airport junk (so hopefully i'll have the confidence to do this again in la future, only sans other people).
but then...dun dun dunnnnnh...now that meredith's not coming to indy to play with ME, her BELOVED, the INSPIRATION behind her ART...i'm going to have to figure out how to get from point A (my dad's house in carmel, indiana) to point B (whatever joint it is that josiah and karissa are getting hitched at in grand rapids, MI.
if i'm going to grow up, i've got to learn to do it. so i'ma gonna.
ps. unrelatedly, i think it's about time i changed the photo in my queermo picture frame -- the one with the charm letters that spell out "FRIENDS" on it? yeah. i think now it will be one of my favorite pictures from this year. which suprisingly is a random shot of one of the cheese nights we had, and its kristen tropf perusing the cheese selction, jon in the background looking slightly shocked about something, meredith in the foreground laughing at aaron baker, who's left shoulder and back and the back of his head are in the shot.
i think i'm going to go do that right now.
2 comments:
We aren't getting hitched in Grand Rapids. Perhaps I shoud have Josiah e mail you some detailed directions.
yeah, that would be best. or maybe the exact address so i can mapquest it. or both. i say both. both. definately both.
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