(12 RA applications read, 21 to go. clearly time for a little distraction. . .)
sometime this week, mommy went to get some coffee at the local gas station.
because mommy is classy like that.
(note: keurig really needs to make a bigger portion.)
as i walked in the door, i was greeted by this sign.
i didn't want any Jolly Ranchers, but i read it anyway.
this probably is a residual effect of being a Resident Advisor in college.
so many poster made.
so few of them read.
here is what i saw:
though you don't always apprecaite it, sweet boy, this is why mommy and daddy make you do your math homework every night.