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Ok so I don’t look that crazy, but my first day down here my back was shot.  I was on the floor in pain, and Lili decided to keep me company. Love dogs.

Me and the lady who refuses to comment for some reason…

Classes are great, have one teach who is questionnable. The word, ‘Magoo,’ comes to mind when I look at him. Other than that the classes are fantastic and the teachers seem like very cool peepos.

One of my teachers who requested we call him by his first name, Duncan, started class by saying: “I’ve got ADHD. My whole life I thought I was a free-spirit, and then I was diagnosed.”  Funny guy.

It’s all good in Suffolk!  Miss you dudes!!

I am happy to report that we, (Me, Odin, and Peyton,) are doing well in grand ol Suffolk, VA.Don’t know anything about Suffolk? Here are some quick facts for you:

Suffolk was the “birthplace” of Mr. Peanut, the mascot of Planters Peanuts. Peanuts grown in the surrounding areas became a major industry for Suffolk. Notably, Planters Peanuts was established in Suffolk beginning in 1912. For many years, the call-letters of local AM radio station WLPM stood for World’s Largest Peanut Market.  From Wikipedia

Suffolk began in 1742 as a port town on the Nansemond River in the Virginia Colony.

I know Mr. Peanut is enough to merit a visit from you Northern VA folks, but please come see me too.

;)

Hollaa!!

Ever hear that song that was floating around the net…my cubicle, set to ‘you’re beautiful?’

Hilarious.

I will not miss sitting in a cube all day, some people were not cut out for cube life, and I am one of them.

“My Cubicle”
Lyrics by: Morning Sidekick
Performed by: Jym Britton
Parody on “You’re Beautiful” by James Blunt

My job is stupid my day’s a bore,
Inside this office from eight to four
Nothin’ ever happens my life is pretty bland,
Pretending that I’m working, pray I don’t get canned.

My Cubicle, My cubicle
It’s One of Sixty two
It’s my small space in a crowded place
Just a six-by-six foot booth
And I hate it that’s the truth

Well, I give a sigh as the boss walks by,
no one ever talks to me or looks me in the eye.
And I really should work but instead I just sit here and surf the Internet.

In My Cubicle, My cubicle
It doesn’t have a view.
It’s my small space in a crowded place
I sit in solitude.
And sometimes I sit here nude.

Can you believe they cancelled John From Cincinnati? HBO stinks.

Packing, tired all the time, and the act of moving blows.

I am very excited and very exhausted.  Why does moving have to be so stressful?

Lol

Is the song stuck in your head yet?

“I’m gonna knock you out, Momma said knock you out.” lol

Promise, I’m harmless.

Started packing, somehow bits and pieces of the move are not real yet.

Distracted by the piles of work still waiting on my desk at 3pm on a friday, I noticed something beautiful in the corner of the parking garage at my work.
There was a huge (about 7-8 inches across,) yellow, black, and blue, spotted butterfly flying hard against the glass, as I walked over to the window and pulled my phone from my pocket, he landed on the ledge inside.

I tried to get him to turn around to see open air and beautiful sky behind him.
He just flew against the glass getting more, and more tired. I told him I wouldnt hurt him as I tried to spin him around mid-flight to see the open air portion of the garage. 
He tried the glass again and then flew towards me, and landed on my left arm clinging to my white sweater. I walked him over to the open air portion of the garage, he even let me take a pic of him hitchin a ride.

We reached the other side, at which time, he met with a rush of wind and flew away. Moments later, back inside, as I walked through the office door, I looked up to see Lisa’s face, and it reminded me that minutes before the butterfly incident I had looked at the beautiful sky, and asked for a sign as to what to do next in my life. That was a crazy realization.

I won’t beat a dead horse and tell you what I think it means so I found a simple, excellent quote about asking big questions about life that sums it all up:

“It cannot ever be simply, or easily resolved. There is no simple answer, only the attitude with which we approach the question, and that attitude, also defines us.” -Daniel Greenfeld

Ok, so I dragged the quote from a random , but fantastic article; I thought it was poignant.

I finally started getting boxes together…man I’m gonna miss this place…

Here’s some pics…many more to come…

But onward to more exciting things!!

(Miss Hannah’s wedding was perfection! Love you girl!)

OreO- I could post the silly ones of us….but that might damage our good reputations…hahahahha!

  Yes, this is the infamous back.

If you will notice the grey rectangle towards the bottom of the picture, the disc to the right of it (the darker oval) is what has been  ailing me.  The discs above it are healthy, the white cloudy middle is a very good thing, it is the padding sort of. I could go into technical terms but I don’t want to bore you.

I love that MRI’s allow people to do these things.  Just delete the personal info and voila!

But we say ‘pffft’ to the back these days as things are doing much much better.  And, because I need more things to be excited about right now, I will sign off by saying one thing…

preseason football!!!!!!!           It’s almost here again!!!!!!

and college football of course!