Lunchtime

Mom packed me a pasta salad lunch today. With dried mangoes, 'cause i mentioned wanting to go to the FOB market and get some last night. And a See's butterscotch sucker.

At least she gave me the dignity of putting it in a generic supermarket bag, instead of a brown paper bag, or, horrors, a lunchbox. Geez. I feel like i'm 8.

I also feel loved... thanks, Mom!
(good thing she forgot my birthday last month. that makes us even.)

Mustard Seed retreat was great great great. InNOutJunkie recapped it all on her xanga, so you can read about it there if you really care.

DNS is broken on my desktop, so i'm going to go fix it now. And write some perl. So i can go home.