Saturday, July 28, 2007

we ARE them.

Current marathon studying with S has also meant an extraordinary number of hours spent hanging out in coffee shops with study materials. You spend enough time at these places, you begin to see the same faces on a loop--the guy with the duct-taped laptop and cigarette, the guy with the paper and bulldog with red collar, screenplay writer-guy, girl studying for real estate exam. Guy with hat who spends all day on YouTube.



"You notice how some of these people are here, like, ALL the time?"
"Mmmm-hum." She nods, absent-mindedly.
"I mean, who are these losers? They spend ALL day here!"
She looks up, and makes a face.
"My dear, WE are these losers."
"Oh my god. WE ARE."

3 Comments:

Blogger Bossytoe said...

How did you take this picture? Do you have gumby arms?

Happy studying, miss you guys!

6:31 PM  
Blogger m said...

Gumby arms.

Also excellent at patting my own back. = )

Miss you too!

8:27 AM  
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4:06 PM  

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