Words I Wish I Could Tell You

On Thursday night, I hung out with a few doctoral students from other departments.  The entire table ordered burgers because the burgers at Alewife were that good.  Though the duck fat fries just tasted like fries.  I still haven't had duck fat fries that taste like they're worth the trouble and price tag.  I was going to relay a funny conversation we had about roofies that got ruined when one guy decided to be serious and bring up his clinical experience, but then realized that writing about that was at least thee types of wrong.  Maybe four.  So I guess all that is left to say is happy Easter.  It's been a great day of church, friends, farmer's market and Korean food.  Just between the three of us though, the last 30 minutes of semi-napping in front of my computer and eating peanut butter from the jar has been my favorite part of the weekend.