There are those, who shall remain nameless, that simply do not believe that I am in Chicago half of every week working as an intern at Katie's (yes, she owns it) publishing company. For those aforementioned doubters, I submit a photo of K to the Lo and I taken approximately 3 min ago. As a general rule, no one is allowed to judge our appearances because:
A) We wake up every day at 5:30am and then are on public transit for another hour and ten minutes which leaves us both looking less than pristine.
B) This was taken with a camera phone.
C) This picture was taken at my cube, which is flooded with the kind of light that makes everyone look like they have a drinking problem.
D) When have you ever been allowed to ever judge us?
So here we are. And here I am, in Chicago, for the fourth week in a row, (and still I've neglected to bring my camera) I do have stories...some happy, some sad, and some just flat out weird, but I'll save those for another post. But until that time, rest assured that Katie and I are alive, Zach and I are still happily married (for those who have posted concerned emails asking me if we've split up because of our geographical separation) and Pat Robertson is still an idiot.
All is right with the world.
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Yep. Here we are. Doing work in cubes like good kids. Trying to survive with no natural light or fresh air.
:(
And I do mean natural light as in "from the sun" not as in "cheap beer loved by college students." Though, I suppose we don't have that either.
I like the change. Brown hair suits you.
phew! and nice hair! Hot mama!
hi ilike you and i want your address to send you an invite to my wedding in which i iwll not look svelte after all. sad face send to selmanmegan at gmail.com
thanks to all for the hair comments. And meg, I just emailed you.
Livin the dream.
AARON!!!!! YOU'RE BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I appreciate all the exclamation points.
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