I'm convinced there's no such thing as a lazy Sunday. At least not in this Super household.
Lately all we've been able to look at is this:
I thought after taking the GREs I'd never have to touch one of these ever again. And I didn't, for a while. Every assignment in grad school had me thinking outside the bubbles.
But now, we only think in bubbles. We own more #2 pencils than pens. And every question has multiple choices.
It's yucky out today so that motivated us to hunker down and focus. But after being couped up for 5 hours in bubble land, we started to get stir crazy.
So stir crazy in fact that I walked in on Darcy's plant (that we're plant sitting), reading the paper in the bathroom. (Sorry Robert Palmer!)
Dear Apple, stop raining. We need out. Now.
