i think that i’m now regretting the 7 scoop ice cream root beer float. that’s a lot of ice cream…and a lot of root beer. oh man, i think i need to lie down.

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there is approximately 4 gallons of ice cream in the freezer at work leftover from yesterday’s celebration. let us first all pause while we full appreciate the joy with which i am engaged in as i chronicle this fact.

4 gallons of ice cream.

we have root beer in the building.

yes, folks…root beer.

i’m currently sitting next to a 7 scoop root beer float and let me just say that this kind of decadence should be treasured by anyone who has the luxury of indulging in such gluttony.

now, go ahead, carry on with what you were doing before.

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i got two phone calls yesterday that meant a great deal to me. the first was from a friend whose voice i have not heard in a while. it was great to be able to chat with them again. it wasn’t so much that we talked about things of earth-shattering importance, but just the witty banter that we had was rather pleasant. i missed talking to them.

i miss good banter. i remember when i would liken the conversations that i had with certain people to that of the conversations that dawson and joey would have. they have such an engaging, quirky dynamic that it was always entertaining to listen to them talk. and i got some of that yesterday. it was nice.

the second call i got was from a concerned friend who wanted to make sure that i was ok. i’m not sure what spurred the check in call, but it was very sweet of her to call and check in. sometimes the warm fuzzies can come from such a small gesture, but it can move mountains.

they were good calls and i’m thankful for having such good friends.

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