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1. I went to Flagstaff over Memorial Day weekend to hang out with some friends from AmeriCorps that I haven't seen (or much talked to) since this past August

1-a. Johnney and Jen--the hosts--plus Paula, Kate, and Tina (who lives practically around the corner and whom I hadn't even managed to talk to on the phone in the past 10 months), also visiting

1-a-i. not that I'm a bad friend or anything

1-a-ii. hey, I did manage to bring some overpriced Ghirardelli chocolates along as a token of my Bay Area ambassadorship

1-a-ii-A. although, to my chagrin, I discovered they were also for sale at the Phoenix airport (for the same price)

1-b. we hiked in Sedona, we barbecued portabellas, we lay on the floor drinking wine+listening to music+talking about our shared experiences

1-b-i. it was a good weekend...I was kind of sad to come home--to work

1-c. in the 9 days since I've been back, I have yet to contact any of them

1-d. going Greyhound from Phoenix to Flagstaff really helped me appreciate the flight from SFO to PHX

1-d-i. but then, where else would I ever get the chance to sit next to a tubercular Buddhist nun?

peachy as always, Mike at 5:49 PM