Around 11:30pm I arrived at an undisclosed location in Madison where I will be spending the week. The location is undisclosed to keep the paparazzi, etc., from distracting me from the Three Priorities that prompted my relatively recent decision that I needed to spend a few more days here. The Three Priorities are also classified information, although I have arranged with my biographers for them to be placed in the archives of Harvard's new Jeremy Studies department and unsealed fifty years after my death.
While I knew before I left Madison that I was going to be coming back here, complications with figuring out when the movers were going to arrive meant that I did not make the plane arrangements until a few days ago. To try to save money, I used priceline.com for the first time. The result being that I did indeed save money, although I got the worst possible flight times on my arrival and departure dates, as in arriving after 11pm on a Saturday night.
The weird thing, though, is that I was given a first class seat from Boston to Chicago--the first time I have ever flown first class in my life. Of all the people with economy seats on the flight, they decide to upgrade the person who bought their tickets through priceline. Airline pricing and seating arrangements are a complete mystery to me, but I assume that they have teams of economists who optimize everything and who figured out that somehow the maximizing move for United Airlines was to give that first class seat to me.
The downside of flying first class was that I felt compelled to eat the meal they served even though I wasn't particularly hungry, and to swill a few glasses of free chardonnay even though it felt suspiciously like drinking alone.
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you love drinking alone.
On no, Dorotha. You've confused him with me.
Clearly one of the three priorities is the Hilary Duff concert tonight.
I know two of the priorities, but I'm clueless as to the third one...hmmm.
I hope one of the priorities is deciding on pass/fails for social psych prelims. Because I think if I don't find out one way or the other soon I will die. And if I die it will be very tragic, for the last months of my life will have been spent in suffering over the prelim, and all for naught, because I will be dead.
Oh yes, I nearly forgot. I would like a "pass," please. Thank you very much.
I used to drink gin & tonics alone until I read on Slate that gin & tonics are the favorite drink of 65 year-old males. Is there something wrong with me?
Drimking alone....not a problem if you follow the rules:
1. It's hard to drink all day if you don't start in the morning.
2. Drink early so you can get a good night's sleep.
3. Martinis are made with Grey Goose or Boodles and a drop of vermouth (sp). NOTHING else!
4. Anyone who enjoys gin is OK in my book, no matter what their age!
Other people can drink alone as much as they want. Me, it's one of those things that I Have A Rule About. And I certainly Have A Rule About not drinking while playing Scrabble.
yes, but what is the rule?
You don't have the prelim results doled out yet? For shame.
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