Today I got an email about the English "Grad Pub Night" at UW starting up again. It is very wonderful that this institution exists. And yet: it is hard for me to imagine caring about those faceless grad students as much as I care about my friends here. I know this is trouble, but whenever I move I want to keep at least a foot and a half in my old life. A happy life is such a rare gift, it seems like insanity to leave it. On the other hand, it will also be insanity to sit in a Seattle bar and wish I were at Gina's.

In other news, my task for the day is to fill all the nail and screw holes I've put in my wall with Ace Hardware's finest spackle.
To me they look like nice folks with an evil plan--stealing you away. I know it can't be helped. You can't commute back to the OC every Wednesday for Gina's or Steelhead. Can't you?
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