I just had a great weekend hanging out with Jamie and Luke (J-Lu) up here in Denton. We more or less just hung out and ate a lot of food, but I had a great time regardless. I wish I lived closer to Jamie and Luke, but I'll take whatever time I can get with them. No matter how much time I spend apart from Luke, it's always easy picking back up with our inside jokes and mannerisms. We do have almost 24 years of inside jokes in our storage bins.

But I always hate it when these great weekends come to an end, and I have school and working looming over my shoulders. I hate that post-great weekend lull that I always find myself in. Maybe I should quit having good weekends. ;-)

matt out