Leann messages me last night and tells me to go to Bulls to have a birthday drink with her over the phone. I walk in and take a seat. Leann calls me and wishes me a happy birthday while walking through the door. :) She drove the whole last week from Portland with all her shit in the back of her '64 Bel Air. Including three sugar gliders
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