We went to Zupas (where I worked for two years) and I said the abbreviations of everything, like TBA, HBC, etc.

“Wow, they gave us the biggest strawberries,” I said when we got to the table.

“I bet it’s because you were speaking their largo,” Spencer said.

“Speaking their what?”


“That’s not a word.”

“Yes it is. It’s another way to say jargon.”

No, Spencer, that’s lingo.

We went to a lego convention and geeked out with all of the other lego nerds in the valley. There was an eight foot Tower of Orthanc from The Lord of the Rings, a lego castle with a village and river surrounding it, the head of Darth Maul, and more. It rocked.

My dad told me that I pocket dialed my mom last Thursday when Spencer and I were fighting. So if you want proof that Spencer and I fight, you can hear the 47-second audio of it on my mother’s phone. (Real winning moment!)

We got through our finals and didn’t die!

But then I tried to make a grocery shopping list and bawled my eyes out.

Our toilet decided to stop working after I went number two.

It’s still not working, for your information.

We actually went on a date after collecting cash from our book buybacks.

Spencer and 82 on his calculus final, hurrah, hurrah!

We’re a roller coaster couple and still love each other.

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  1. Don’t they call that a butt call?

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