…is that I know I’ll never go back and fill in the blanks as to what I was doing… not even the blogworthy events.
Truth is, I can only half remember what I was up to… the rest I would have to piece together via my crappy calendar system (Outlook… which doesn’t sync properly to my iPhone for some reason), receipts, and my generally faulty short term memory.
So, what do you think I was up to for the month of August?
I’m guessing you were on a hot air balloon tour of Eastern Russia. Seems like the most reasonable explanation.
yelping?
Working
There was that terrorist cell you broke up just in the nick of time. Or maybe that’s a movie I’m thinking off… Regardless, it was very heroic of you.
You visited me! Yay! We ate Spices!
You trekked all over the world in a month!
what do you mean that couldn’t happen?!
Vegas, Vegas, Vegas!
Yeah, you visited me and Rachel, ate yummy Chinese food, and got yelled at by Yoshi.
But then again, Yoshi yells at you all the time anyway.
stky,
for the record, i don’t yell.
that is not to say i am always calm and rational, but i do use my inside voice most of the time.
most of the time doesn’t mean all the time, yosh.