Saturday, December 12, 2009
PTFO
While I wait at the airport to go home for Christmas, I'm reminded of a great story. This last summer was a very fun one for me, and it was no secret. Hong woke up to me passed out on the kitchen floor after a night of "studying". Instead of playing the role of overbearing father and ending my life then and there, he took pictures. You've got to love the progress he's made.
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