August 30, 2008

Finally packing up the set of white dinnerware I bought when I was in graduate school. It was cheap, and the dinner plates are discolored, but not one plate or cup is missing out of the set. I find that a little depressing, actually. No rowdy parties (well, there were rowdy parties, bit nobody broke anything), no hysterical plate-throwing arguments. I don’t think I used the too-small-to-get-a-good-swig-out-of cups even once.