Okay, kids. I’m off to take the GRE – aka, decide my future.
(Just kidding…kind of.)
BUT, I had to mention one teensy tiny observation from my walk home last night.
There’s an art gallery (I think that’s what it is) on 14th Street called plan b. (First of all, I can’t pass by the sign without giggling a little bit. Because I’m so mature, of course.)
Even better, though – last night I looked in the show window at the print on display. It was a couple, mid-embrace, with a caption reading “that kiss told them everything.”
What exactly is plan b trying to say?
Please tell me I’m not the only one who finds this amusing.
Good Luck! Remember to pack a snack; you should always have a snack.
Granola bar and crackers – check!
Best of luck! Just remember to remain calm and you’ll do great!
Breathe in. Breathe out.
I believe it was a couple that thought that a kiss could get a girl preggers… and the kiss told them everything…
If that was the thought, then someone needs to have the “birds and the bees” talk again.
Is that where the unwanted art goes?
Perhaps we should ask?
Good luck, although I’m sure you don’t need it…
Thank you!
Good luck! Hope our dinner last night relaxed you a bit
It was exactly what I needed.
Go get em! Or it; right, it! Do it!
I need to work on my cheers. They’re heartfelt but poorly delivered.
(And no, you’re not the only one.)
Thank you – it’s the heartfelt part that counts.
Hope you ace it!
Me too!
Nope, yer not the only one. Made me smile just before I head into an afternoon meeting. But I’m still smiling. Good luck on the test and don’t worry, it’s only your whole future riding on the outcome.
Yeah, just my future. No biggie.