Damaged

** Sorry to renege on promises, but I'm recuperating from test-taking and the fantastic-ness of last night's Thanksgiving Eve dinner. And on that note, turkey in a bag works!

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An old friend of mine called me up today out of the blue.

You won't believe who I just ran into on the street!

It was one of our former co-workers. He was kinda sleezy back then - proclaiming his love for Asian girls right and left, hoping his Southern accent would get him some tail, and declaring everything as "awesome."

Run into, or run over?

We laughed, moved on, and started reminiscing about that wonderful summer. We worked hard - who knew that faculty advising high schoolers would be so difficult? - but we definitely played harder. 3AM trips to the local UCLA pub, nightly Journey karaoke, trips to SF and Vegas. Summer '06 was a good one.

And then of course, that brought up the End of Cycle employee party. Akin to a normal office party, but with young sleep-deprived twenty-somethings, some pot, lots of alcohol, and a sleep pod.

I have to study, so I can't go into it...but check back Wednesday for the full story. I promise, it's a good one. There was lots of puking, lots of hooking up, and lots of damage that night. Damage to furniture and hearts.