conversation once colored by esteem
last night, alcohol proved to be my friend for the first time in recent history.
today, it went back to trying to kill me with hangover goodness. i tried to drown it in 8 glasses of water and a pink lemonade. it retaliated by making me wheeze for 2 stops after running 100 feet to catch the lirr train.
but all is well and i got my london package in the mail today and i will fly away in less than 2 weeks and brooke is alive and all sorts of groovy things!
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