My memorial day was an orgy of non-stop eating and drinking, how was yours? I had been mentally and calorically preparing for my parent's BBQ on Sunday, when my mom called me on Saturday morning and said, "Your cousin is in town, come to dinner tonight too." Thus began two nights of large eating, with a pool-party liquor fest thrown in in the middle. In the aftermath i went to Old Navy to buy some new looser-fitting t-shirts. But turns out i'm not THAT fat. Come on Old Navy, you're really underestimating America.
Despite the mandatory "relaxing," life is pretty stressfull around here. Summer School Statistics turns out not to be the bucket of laughs that the name implies. And my oh-so-helpful mathy brother is leaving for oh-so-inaccessible China in a week. Where's a shady rock to crawl under when you need one?