unpacking slow.
I've moved in, my suitemates are human, the side of my closet nearest my bed is covered with photos of all y'all so its the first thing I see every morning and oh god do I fail at being social with other people. I miss you. there is a canoli in the fridge. I miss you. tommorrow is my mothers last day and we are being touristy and having dinner somewhere we can't afford. Did I mention I miss you? more late. love, -H.
(edit: oh ALSO, first famous person siting: my mother and I almost killed Jeffery Wright and his son yesterday, while traversing the Bed, Bath & Beyond. Yes, really. a real update later, I promise. -h)
(edit: oh ALSO, first famous person siting: my mother and I almost killed Jeffery Wright and his son yesterday, while traversing the Bed, Bath & Beyond. Yes, really. a real update later, I promise. -h)