blah.
back from b-ville. parents' computer is up and running. not certain the junkmail filter isn't filtering my messages into the ether, since my mom hasnt answered any of my emails...
nala got plastic crack at the antique mall, and is kicking himself for not buying a vase and matching votive holders.
the clouds literally dumped rain on us as we neared home. at least twice.
i had an email from my best friend from college, saying he wants to move, and let's get together for lunch this week...
And a surprise email from an old irc friend of mine, a good radio-business contact who I'd lost touch with. Seven years ago he offered me an internship and I turned it down. It was in LA. Sometimes I wonder how it would've turned out had I gone, instead of staying here.
I wouldn't have ended up with Nala, probably, and I wouldn't have spent the summer working at Godiva, because I would've been at my internship. I wouldn't have become good friends with my bud who's going to Japan for a year. But, after that, who knows. Could I have stayed in radio? Maybe. I suppose.
The world may never know.