Now I can only remember one thing.
It's a good thing to remember and blog about, but I had two or three things I was gonna blog about, and now I've just got the one. Oh well.
Basically, I was at work. Work could have gone any number of different ways, but I decided to take a legally-required lunch break at a certain time, and on my way to Subway, take a certain route--I never made it to Subway, because along the way, I was intercepted by some of the seniors, who invited me to the senior potluck.
Now, I am not a senior.
I may be one in spirit, thanks to our similarities.
We were both raised on the same types of music.
We both dance to the music.
We're both kids at heart.
We both smile and laugh.
We talk to each other a lot.
So I might be an honorary senior.
Yet, I am still not myself a senior.
So I hate to impose on a thing which is theirs, especially after it is technically supposed to be wrapping up.
I couldn't say no, though.
It was just so...so nice of them, and I do enjoy interacting with them a lot.
I probably had more to say, but it's nearly 2 am, so my thought process is basically 12 hours old at this point, meaning my mind is deeeeeeeeead.
Not quite enough to not be playing Civ 3 (I just as I was typing this blog post had a breakthrough; I'm about to capture Cyzicus since their 1/4 swordsman can only be victorious against my 1/4 archer so many times given his 2 defense against my 2 attack means we're even and that's quite literally their last defender there), but enough where I'm not able to form many coherent thoughts.
So, that'll be it for now.