Today was a mildly rough Monday to return to after our respective Spring Breaks.
Jaclyn was pleasantly awoken by the raunchy maintenance men checking the sprinklers of her apartment. Danielle drove maniacally all the way from home to obediently attend our only class for the day. We met up on Main Street and speed-walked/galloped, showing up to class a minute and 18 seconds late, curiously sweaty and disheveled.
After class in response to the rumbling of our cranky tummies, Wolfe and we ordered Homegrown togo. We arrived at Homegrown 30 minutes after we ordered it, then waited another 20 minutes before collecting our food. At that point we decided to just sit at a hightop bar table, order a drink, and consume our succulent wraps.
While at the studio, we witnessed a once-in-a-lifetime sighting of Bill -- wearing a baby blue shirt! No one (including himself) has ever seen him venture away from his signature black shirt, blue jeans, and seasonal black beret. Naturally, we had to obtain photographic documentation of such a rare occurrence:
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