Close, but no cigar ...
Home is so close, I can taste it.
Although, in the famous words of Megan Oriold, at least it's not like picking a leaf up off the ground and smoking it ...it's not crackley. Rather, it's new and exciting and I can't wait to be there. Yes, folks ...you're probably wondering what in the world I'm talking about and, no, I'm not talking about smoking cigars. I'm talking about going home. I'm too excited because there's only 2 weeks left of school. But so much needs to be done before then. Lots of packing to do and finals to study for. Woah.
Anyways, I'm writing on this silly old thing because I'm procrastinating this paper I have to write on Buddhist ethics. Wow, Buddhist ethics. If you would've told me that I would be learning about Buddhist ethics ANYTIME in my lifetime I would have laughed in your face ....life's weird like that.
Back to the books.
Mahalo.
Although, in the famous words of Megan Oriold, at least it's not like picking a leaf up off the ground and smoking it ...it's not crackley. Rather, it's new and exciting and I can't wait to be there. Yes, folks ...you're probably wondering what in the world I'm talking about and, no, I'm not talking about smoking cigars. I'm talking about going home. I'm too excited because there's only 2 weeks left of school. But so much needs to be done before then. Lots of packing to do and finals to study for. Woah.
Anyways, I'm writing on this silly old thing because I'm procrastinating this paper I have to write on Buddhist ethics. Wow, Buddhist ethics. If you would've told me that I would be learning about Buddhist ethics ANYTIME in my lifetime I would have laughed in your face ....life's weird like that.
Back to the books.
Mahalo.
posted by a.rod at 5:09 PM
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