Traci and I finally made it up to Provo, alone. We’d been wanting to go pretty much all year, since I got some movie passes from work last year, and they expired at the end of this month. We did some shopping (I got four pairs of badly needed pants and two pairs of shoes), then saw Ocean’s Twelve.
It was a nice, relaxing day, despite all the morons who were out in droves–I’m glad I don’t live up there anymore and don’t have to drive in that traffic every day. I started getting a headache just before the movie, and I still had it up until a couple of hours ago, so that put a little damper on my otherwise good day.
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“i was told i could listen to the radio at a ‘reasonable’ volume”
“office space” right?