obligatory hearts and flowers

happy hallmark day, kids - i actually have grown to love this holiday, because it is nice for me and kz to be able to let our guards down for once, and be as sappy and sentimental in public as oft marks our private exchanges, and not have to feel bad about making people throw up all over themselves in response to our diminuitive epithets and constant butt-grabbing and interpretational happy dances.

(last time i had to buy that guy a new hat...)

so it's been a good day so far; i gave an hour-long talk on the past 4 months of my development work, which prompted a handshake from the head of the group; i made fun of a friend's cholesterol levels, i ate some m&ms and a vastly underwhelming new variation of butterfinger (why mess with success?), and am now in the post-sugar pit of hell. but we're sushi-bound for dinner, and i did just find out that i got into dartmouth.