This morning I woke up with laryngitis. Too bad I can't use that excuse for my lack of blogging. The only potenital excuse I have instead is the following:
We spent all weekend cleaning, packing, moving, then did some more packing, moving, and cleaning. Boy we have a lot of shit. Among the more interesting artifacts unearthed:
1. A high school report card from Grade 11. I got a B+ in Biology!
2. A list of expenses from freshman year in the dorms. "Food and drink for the room: $190." Those were the days when "food and drink" were acquired at CVS, since it was the only place that would accept the Discover card.
3. My SAT and LSAT scores! I can't believe I took the LSATs.
4. Geek central: Certificates alleging membership in the Golden Key National Honors Society, Pi Sigma Alpha, and some other Greek-lettered associations I can't recall at the moment.
5. A 1993 picture of me, Bryan and my dad that you wouldn't believe, even if I scanned it in. My hair occupies about 3/4 of the frame.
We threw a lot away, but I was compelled to keep the above-listed items. If it's fun to discover them now, I have to believe it will be fun to discover them 25 years from now. Or I could just be a nostalgic fool. Either way, packing sucks, so you have to take the silver linings where you can!
We spent all weekend cleaning, packing, moving, then did some more packing, moving, and cleaning. Boy we have a lot of shit. Among the more interesting artifacts unearthed:
1. A high school report card from Grade 11. I got a B+ in Biology!
2. A list of expenses from freshman year in the dorms. "Food and drink for the room: $190." Those were the days when "food and drink" were acquired at CVS, since it was the only place that would accept the Discover card.
3. My SAT and LSAT scores! I can't believe I took the LSATs.
4. Geek central: Certificates alleging membership in the Golden Key National Honors Society, Pi Sigma Alpha, and some other Greek-lettered associations I can't recall at the moment.
5. A 1993 picture of me, Bryan and my dad that you wouldn't believe, even if I scanned it in. My hair occupies about 3/4 of the frame.
We threw a lot away, but I was compelled to keep the above-listed items. If it's fun to discover them now, I have to believe it will be fun to discover them 25 years from now. Or I could just be a nostalgic fool. Either way, packing sucks, so you have to take the silver linings where you can!


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