Ah the west coast. Ah the lure of it's frigid waters and giant citrus fruits. Ah the timezone that my body is still convinced that it should be living in. For whatever reason, I can never seem to recover easily once I grow accustomed to pacific time. It is a curse. Curse I tell you! Cuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrsssseeeeeee! It is not one of those cute ( Read more... )

First, let us all take a moment to reflect upon our home towns:

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Jo said various things to me, yesterday, which I would like to share with you:

• "I finally found a use for your soup, Leah! It makes a great base for curry!"
• "But, that is pretty much your entire body!" (Upon me asking Jo if he could possibly manage to grope ( Read more... )