Last Sunday Lloyd had graduation (which I didn’t attend) then had plans to stop by some parties afterward (which I didn’t intend to attend, either).
I had it all planned out – I’d run my errands during graduation, then I’d go back to school (so he could have the car) and spend the next hour or so reading and drinking coffee in a comfy chair in the computer lab while he was off being social.
Well, when I met up with him after the ceremony he showed me his Party Map. It turned out that his Party Route would take him right out of town, so if I wanted to go home with him I’d better come along. (There’s no backtracking with Lloyd.) I was a little mortified because I was wearing my Too Short jeans and didn’t want to be seen in them, but since I like going home so much, I agreed to go.
The problem was that we had about an hour to kill before the first one started. That’s not really enough time for me to settle down and enjoy a book without interruption, but there were other options.
A computer lab
with tripods in the closet,
a dry-erase board,
and a dream.