Thursday, October 22

A couple of weeks ago I came home and informed Rebekah that someone had stolen my water bottle. It was stainless steel and somewhat expensive, and the image of a stranger's lips drinking from my bottle was too much for me. I shared the story with those who would listen, convinced it was evidence of the sordid underworld of the university. As you might guess, I had just misplaced it; the bottle spent the weekend in the gym bathroom. Suddenly a stranger's lips were the least of my worries... On that same day I checked out two copies of the same book from the library.

4 comments:

  1. Randy et JanOctober 23, 2009 at 5:58:00 AM EDT

    Gotta watch out for that sordid underworld!! Jan

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  2. MaxOctober 24, 2009 at 6:43:00 AM EDT

    The question you should be asking yourself is this: who would steal a water bottle and then move it to the bathroom of the gym? Okay...you caught me. I confess.

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  3. CorrieOctober 25, 2009 at 12:09:00 PM EDT

    Poor Matthew! Thankfully you're married to Rebekah who can clean even the dirtiest of cups.

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  4. Randy et JanOctober 26, 2009 at 9:16:00 AM EDT

    I think you might be a tad too busy? Jabron

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