why hello
Last night I spoke to my mom who said that Alyssa didn't come home both nights of this past weekend. She called, in the middle of the night to say she was having a sleep over. Not only that, but that it was at the house of a boy. Actually, different boys, each night. What the hell do you think is going on? Speaking of Alyssa, we're adopting her. Eh, well kinda... she has no idea what she wants to do with life, with college, again, with life - so I said to come and chill with us. She is... a one way ticket, on her 19th birthday to London. I'm taking the train down to meet her ass... chill all day and take the train back up here with my lovely sister in tow. Yes, we've basically adopted her. It's pretty nice to have her come... I'm not sure how I'll feel when the novelty wears off -- but I'm going to make it a party every night for the first few weeks. I'm excited to hang out with someone who's known me forever -- my roots, and you can't get deeper than that.
So, who's going to come and hang out with the two of us? You know you want to!!
The week before Alyssa comes I want to go to Kos. That's the goal -- hopefully we'll book it the day before for a cheap ass deal. That's the goal. We'll see how it unfolds.
Congrats to all the college graduates! Crazy enough I called Rachel as she was taking pictures in her cap and gown, with her parents and throughout the conversation she kept having to take pictures. Weird. Funny, but weird, what can I say?
I really want a strawberry milkshake. I won't even ask Shaun to make me one because milkshakes in the country really are that shaken milk... no ice cream! I would love a fribble from Friendly's -- but I'm going to go have to make do with what's around. I think I may have an ice cream maker... hmm, the brain goes into overload... yes, yes, I think I may. Yes!!!
So I am alive. My email is still the same as it was at Simmons, so email me 'cause it's nice to not have to start an email conversation -- but to get one and reply to it. Pure laziness, I know.
And yes, I do miss you all... more than you can imagine.
So, who's going to come and hang out with the two of us? You know you want to!!
The week before Alyssa comes I want to go to Kos. That's the goal -- hopefully we'll book it the day before for a cheap ass deal. That's the goal. We'll see how it unfolds.
Congrats to all the college graduates! Crazy enough I called Rachel as she was taking pictures in her cap and gown, with her parents and throughout the conversation she kept having to take pictures. Weird. Funny, but weird, what can I say?
I really want a strawberry milkshake. I won't even ask Shaun to make me one because milkshakes in the country really are that shaken milk... no ice cream! I would love a fribble from Friendly's -- but I'm going to go have to make do with what's around. I think I may have an ice cream maker... hmm, the brain goes into overload... yes, yes, I think I may. Yes!!!
So I am alive. My email is still the same as it was at Simmons, so email me 'cause it's nice to not have to start an email conversation -- but to get one and reply to it. Pure laziness, I know.
And yes, I do miss you all... more than you can imagine.