what’d i say. pants are patched up, desk is straightened up, and the half hour of behind the scenes footage made me want to hang out with a bunch of clever british men.

we just got back from dinner at the barbeque king. oh man. last time we went we all had the king burger, which is a one pound of beef, punch in the gut of a sandwich. it’s not so much tasty as it is fun to try to eat. and we all did it too. but this time i opted for the tri-tip sandwich instead which was really tasty but less work. josh got the king burger because he’s flying to australia on monday for a semester abroad, and wouldn’t get a chance to eat a king burger for six more months. i guess i could understand. i’m not going to think about him leaving yet though because i might start crying……

uhh, i better go.