After a six year, self-imposed exile, I'll be returning to my native, if not highly contaminated, soil of New Jersey to attend grad school at Rutgers Newark. The choice was easy... I haven't gotten into any other schools. But, sometimes you know it's time to go back. I called my mom this morning to tell her the news, but she was out buying a blender, she says because her bridgework is broken and she's too afraid to drive on highways to see a specialist to get it fixed, so she has to blend all of her food now. That's as good a reason as any to go back. Oh, and getting to watch every single Knicks loss on TV, instead of just the couple of times a season they lose to Blazers. So open up those dirty gates, Garden State, your boy is back. I'll see you all at the Pompton Queen diner at 2am for a gyro.
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We'll have to have another AmeriCorps reunion... maybe in NYC... since you're making your way back to the East Coast. Glad to hear you're doing well. -Maria
we'll meet you there! that's our favorite one, second only to park west diner.
this is going to be fun, uncle armin.
whaaaat!? boy do we need to talk. i have news of a similar nature!!
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