after a frustrating visit to target (probably the first time that’s ever happened), i came home to read the email that my friend chris wanted me to stand in his wedding. three of my good friends are getting married next summer, and i’m in two of the weddings. i had met chris the summer before we both ended up at clemson. i remember sitting at the kitchen table as me, him, my mom, his stepmom, and my archenemy talked about what we thought would happen in college. then how when i went to drink the milk she had poured to go with the cake, and how it was sour. yuck. anyway, chris and i didn’t really hit it off major or anything, so the next time i talked to him was at the bowling alley at the student union during welcome week. we’ve been friends ever since, going to football games, struggling through engineering, and both at one time dating the same crazy girl (four years apart, and i dated her first). i’m not sure if i’ll have to give a speech like i did last year at scott’s wedding, but at least this time if i am asked to give a speech, i’ll bring some experience to the table.
in other news, i’ve been amped up for the Clemson game since last week’s game ended. when i got to clemson, it was the end of a decent era in football, and the dawning of a couple of lean years. Clemson’s on the brink of playing for the ACC title. i wish i could go up for the game, but grad school work is going to have to be the priority. last year i had a charmed life going to Clemson games, three games, three wins. fear not though, earlier this evening Chris and i agreed if Clemson makes the Orange Bowl that we would go. here’s hoping we both have to follow through on our agreement.
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