The family. We are a little band of characters trudging through life, sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that binds us all together.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
I am (again) obviously procrastinating my work, of course due by 8am, but I feel compelled to note that, while Adam has his flaws, laughing out loud at the TV is not one of them. I have never met another person who does this to the same level as our dear Adam, and while some might find it annoying, I think it's endearing. This show is terrible (the roast of Bob Saget), but I can't help but laugh to myself every third or fourth time that Adam belly-laughs just a few feet from me...which is about every 4-5 seconds.
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