Jumbly from my head.
This weekend has been good.
I came up to visit Kristin, and we flew up to the old alma mater for shenanigans that night. I got to see the LCP show, and it was really nice to be greeted with an astounding number of hugs and love.
Afterwards, there was a party at Kevin's, so we all went over there, and hung out with everybody I missed and loved. It was really nice.
We stayed until around threeish, then bopped back to purington and Clean and Vest's room where a drunken Jack and a verschnekked Vest were giggling and rapping.
We all crashed around four.
In the morning, we got brunch, caught up with Pepper and Sara, and just basked in happy visit time for the day. We were made a sumptuous spaghetti dinner, and left for st. joe's by seven thirty. It was odd...only twenty one hours on campus, and it felt like just enough.
It's very weird with a lot of people missing. I definitely feel like there are holes and even in my own with everyone I could feel that my hole is beginning. That's not a bad thing. It's proper. It's time to move on.
Anyhoot, we wrote a little, and I died at about two in the morning. Now it's time for brunch and home.
I'm tired, I'm happy, even though I'm pensive.
Thank you for having me Kristin. This has been amazing. I love you.
We'll save this for later...time to run away.
I came up to visit Kristin, and we flew up to the old alma mater for shenanigans that night. I got to see the LCP show, and it was really nice to be greeted with an astounding number of hugs and love.
Afterwards, there was a party at Kevin's, so we all went over there, and hung out with everybody I missed and loved. It was really nice.
We stayed until around threeish, then bopped back to purington and Clean and Vest's room where a drunken Jack and a verschnekked Vest were giggling and rapping.
We all crashed around four.
In the morning, we got brunch, caught up with Pepper and Sara, and just basked in happy visit time for the day. We were made a sumptuous spaghetti dinner, and left for st. joe's by seven thirty. It was odd...only twenty one hours on campus, and it felt like just enough.
It's very weird with a lot of people missing. I definitely feel like there are holes and even in my own with everyone I could feel that my hole is beginning. That's not a bad thing. It's proper. It's time to move on.
Anyhoot, we wrote a little, and I died at about two in the morning. Now it's time for brunch and home.
I'm tired, I'm happy, even though I'm pensive.
Thank you for having me Kristin. This has been amazing. I love you.
We'll save this for later...time to run away.