I get this little feeling of excitement every time I open the mailbox to find some sort of mail from Caltech. It's only happened twice so far, but they are so cool. It's obvious that some very intelligent people designed it because they make Jack and me want to walk right over to Pasadena.
My mother never ceases to surprise me when she speaks to me.
"There was a girl who liked your father but he didn't like her back because she was too ugly." [Ryan now thinks my father thinks my mother is hot. And while we're on this subject, William thinks my father is hot.]
"Well... and there's not just the emotional but the physical stuff...[Me thinking: what the heck does she expect us to do? I would be bursting out in paroxysms of laughter if we weren't having such a serious conversation.]... like in that magazine article...[One of the perks of getting TIME delivered to the house: my mother gets to learn about teenage pregnancy pacts.]"
I love my favorite sophomore. She's amazing.
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