They say these are the best (Scottish)(Public Health)(academic) years of my life...
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Grand Plan
I spent the day in D.C. yesterday, yet nothing went the way it was supposed to. The past 48 hours has been a whirlwind of plans then renegotiated plans and modifications to said plans due to weather and human error. First up: dinner. It went from Sachini + burgers to Max + Marie at Eastern Market to Max + Marie + burgers - Sachini all within the span of a few hours. The same applied to Saturday: Tea + Brother's Friend Sarah became tea + lunch + Nick + Marie, which became new puppy + Marie's family - tea - Nick. Not that I'm complaining. Puppy > tea. And what of Saturday evening? It was originally Max + Marie + home cooked dinner, then Max + Marie + pizza, then drinks + Sachini, then party + Julia, and finally, when I got off the train and back into Baltimore, all else faded away except take out + sitcoms + 12 hour sleep. Not what I had planned. But much better than what I had imagined.
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