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I have to work on one of my favorite holidays. I am kinda bummed out. BUT! I'm sure it wil be fun and will go by fast, or something seemingly happy and positive like that. Its also Taylors moms birthday and I have to miss that, which I hate even worse than working. Thoughts of past days will keep me in high spirits. Last night was nothing short of fabulous, and I put no one into cardiac arrest. I didnt really think I would anyway, because everyone knew it was coming (how couldnt it?). I got lost a little bit on the way home, but it worked out because I got to see city lights. Thank God for secret phones in guest rooms. I went and saw Taylor and gave her the funniest "gift" in the world. I am the wittiest. She is on a mission!!!!! She <3's blushing eggs. I feel bad about this mess, but its time to be a little bit selfish. After all the praying and hoping, I owe it to myself. On the 16th of July I will be frolicking on the beach and getting tan and taking lots of naps.
Happy Fourth everyone.
Happy Fourth everyone.