Tonight my roommates and a few guys friends and I had dinner down on International Drive (half to commemorate the start of the semester and half to celebrate a huge promotion I got at work). And then we spent like two hours in “The World’s Largest Playplace.” We went down all the slides and crawled through those tunnels like we were six, and when we all got stuck in a slide together we just laid there and laughed and it was the best time. I’m anxious about this huge, stress-inducing promotion, but I’m glad I get to come home to people like this and can (mostly) leave work at the door.
