i love gone wired.

I love Gone Wired.

They find my Mac charger and save it under the counter with a personalized sticky note. They make me a special sandwich that is all my own. They know me as the Tuesday/Thursday girl.

When I came here freshman year with Mark Brown... I thought it was the weirdest place I had ever been. They only had drinks and I still didn't trust public Wi-Fi on my brand spankin' new Compaq college laptop. Coffee shop studying was a weird concept and the fact that I was down town Lansing made me even more creeped out.

I've grown out of that judgmental stage. This is a sweet spot. The only way it could get a little bit better would be with different lighting, real chocolate milk, a turkey sandwich, and a popcorn machine.

Anywho, I am thankful for the quirkiness of the locals, the simplicity of recycling and reusing, and the fact that when you walk in this place you can't help but feel like you are walking into a atmosphere that embraces good conversation, comfortable living, and the spirit of friends.

I am greatful for this place, and that is my speal.

Now onto work so I can hopefully see the marriage of Pam and Jim tonight!!!!!!!!!!!!