Tonight I said goodbye to Pete, for reals (you know unless he fails at henley, goes home early and takes us to Wimbledon. No, I really am wishing him luck). he was going to take christy and I on a picnic today (sweetheart), but her flight got delayed about 5hrs, so we met him at Clapham and he took us to his pub. We met the greatest drunken british
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