Today is the 4th of July and instead of sitting on a blanket in a field watching fireworks and eating out of a KFC box I'm sitting in East Ridge watching Cheech and Chong
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I totally just remembered why I fucking love you so much, Sarah. Call me, whore. But not now. In a week or two when I'm back in the country. We should have a party. OR say we're having a party but just watch 80s movies and drink juice. Hell yeah.
Now that's what I'm talking about! But you should call me, because I don't know when you will be home. Eric has my celly #. I'd give it out but I seem to have some redicoulas notion that people on the livejournal community might run away with the number and reek havoc. But anyway, I love you and I miss you. Call me.
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But you should call me, because I don't know when you will be home. Eric has my celly #. I'd give it out but I seem to have some redicoulas notion that people on the livejournal community might run away with the number and reek havoc.
But anyway, I love you and I miss you. Call me.
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