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One of my favorite people is leaving Santa Cruz soon and that makes me a sad panda. I think he’s leaving this weekend. I guess I should ask him. Bye favorite person! San Francisco will welcome you with drunken arms. I’ll see you on the other side.
That was pretty dramatic. Just kidding, I’ll see you on this side. But I will miss you.
Also happening this weekend is dinner with TBU’s dad in Los Gatos. Otherwise known as Dr. TBU MBA Sr. He’s all about his acronyms. He’s been trying to convince TBU to get his real estate license for some reason. TBU works in real estate and knows the industry very well, we both shudder at the thought of being realtors. No way. But somehow Dr. TBU MBA Sr. always brings it up. We think he’s trying to hint that he wants to invest in real estate with TBU. Who knows. Interestingly enough we’ve both been making arrangements to get our MBA and Dr. TBU MBA Sr. (WHO HAS AN MBA!) isn’t at all excited about it. He’d rather TBU be a realtor than have an MBA. I don’t get it either.
Oh yeah and Dr. TBU MBA Sr. has one slightly lazy eye. I find that a slightly lazy eye is harder to deal with than a completely lazy eye. When it’s an obvious lazy eye you know which one is good and just focus on it. But I’ve known this man for almost 5 years and I still don’t know which eye to look at. I know one of them is lazy but I couldn’t tell you which. I want to know, but I also don’t want to stare at him to figure it out. It’s a vicious cycle. I usually deal with it by ordering a couple glasses of wine and trying not to obsess about it.
I have orientation for work tomorrow and that’s all I’m going to say about that because…yawn.
[tags]lazy eye, San Francisco, Santa Cruz, MBA, Los Gatos, realtor, real estate[/tags]