So, changes have been afoot in our office for a while now. In May, M. left to the shores of Hawaii while L. and B. had plans to leave in July. This Wednesday, in fact, was L.'s last day. L. will be going to Brown to pursue a Ph.D. in history this fall while B. will soon be departing to the Iowa Writer's Workshop. So, in honor of these two girls' (at that time) imminent exodus, our office went to the Belgian Cafe for a goodbye happy hour. I had a Rogue Chocolate Stout.
We all shared fries (my boss is a particularly good fry-eater).
Then a Duvel.
Then photographs were taken.
Then I spilled water all over B.'s lap, which caused her to turn into a flying nun.
Then we went to Fairmount Pizza for substandard (compared to Luigi's) slices.
Then off we went to Kite and Key, where Lemon Drop shots seemed like a good idea.
And more photographs were taken.
I, in an amazing feat of sensibility, decided that it was time to go home. So home I did go.
We all shared fries (my boss is a particularly good fry-eater).
Then a Duvel.
Then photographs were taken.
Then I spilled water all over B.'s lap, which caused her to turn into a flying nun.
Then we went to Fairmount Pizza for substandard (compared to Luigi's) slices.
Then off we went to Kite and Key, where Lemon Drop shots seemed like a good idea.
And more photographs were taken.
I, in an amazing feat of sensibility, decided that it was time to go home. So home I did go.
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