so i'm packing our food for the planeride (it's 2:30 am and i'm nowhere near done) and i decided we need to pack cheerios. so i put them in a tupperware and decided it was too much so i poured the cheerios into a smaller tupperware. there was a little left over in the big tupperware and i decided that instead of pouring the remaining cheerios back into the cheerios box, i could dispose of them by dumping the rest into my mouth. it ended up being about the largest number of cheerios i could imagine fitting into my mouth, so i'm hangin' out in the kitchen, chubby bunny style.

in comes larry and he asks me "how's it going??" to which i have to answer an indistinguishable "good" through my mouthful of cheerios with my cheeks puffed out. god so cool.

by the way i love larry and there is just no way to even describe the past couple months. a big important thing to say is i kind of want to quit but at the moment i don't care because in 12 hours i'll be IN THE TROPICS and in a few weeks i get to visit home, home sweet home!!!!!!!!!!!