This is a photo of myself (to the right) and Rosalinda (to the left) at school late at night. This has been a weekly ritual since August 2006 when we plunged into an MBA program at the University of Phoenix at San Antonio. Shameless plug. Tonight we are sharing our dinners as we always do.
MAN! Hellamonday. We where just talking about how it seems that Monday comes around and we completely lose control. Our personal grip on reality losens and the prospectus on our lives comes crashing to the granite floor amongst the ones that failed. Then we cry and realise in 100-years or even in 6-weeks, who will care?
So anyway, Linda. Its a quarter-til-8. We can still make out on top!
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