I swear am I not ignoring you.
I am in Sunny Florida visiting my long-distance Siamese-y, Andrew. There have been close-to-puke-inducing roller coaster rides, and scrumptious brunches…(perhaps brunches and roller coasters are not a great combination). I’ve attended pool parties hosted by Andrew and myself, and attended by only Andrew and myself. (The stakes of our Uno matches are far too high for the average player.) The limits of summers cocktails were pushed by drinking a Pina CoLAVA. What’s that? It’s probably best you don’t know.
I will have a new and fully developed entry for your Wednesday morning cup of joe. It’s all about some good personal experience I’ve had working with community organizers. But first I have to get ready to leave and pack Andrew in my duffel bag, forcing him to make the trip back with me.
He’s a good man, but do not forget how surprisingly selfish he was to move without my written consent.







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Yea! Was wondering where you were. No Sarah writing = no good day.