back from athens.

[dnipropetrovsk]

all my pictures are blurry and i don't know why. other than that, being back is like being shiv'ed in the belly and my large intenstine flops out and everyone laughs and says "you're so predictable!"
at least that's how it went in my dream last night. i have been self-conscious all morning.

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[mardiecureuil]

ok, so i guess when you called me, i was about 30 seconds away from blacking out from too many tequila shots and various assorted alcoholic drinks. i'm sorry if i was non-responsive. i miss you. i stayed in the house for two days after you left. nothing interested me, and i had work to do. i'm sorry the photos are blurry. everyone is impressed with how much we did. kellee has a friend here now and they missed the acropolis too because it closes so goddamn early. they haven't rode the sleeping happy train though, so we're still winning. i'll keep the photos the way you had them arranged on my computer, so if we have to get them to you a different way so they're not blurry, we can work that out when i'm back. i sent your postcards. sorry they'll get there after you're home, but such is life. if i don't come back, its because i was detained and reprimanded for my lack of visa extension. i'm fucking nervous, and i'm not going to tell my mom because she has enough to worry about. wish me luck.

[dnipropetrovsk]

good luck. and since you were 30 seconds from blacking out when i talked to you, i will ask again: if you have the time and money before you leave, could you buy me two lucky-eye bracelets, a beaded tassler, and a small bottle of ouzo and bring them back with you? i would be eternally grateful. eime ena megalos forgetful malakos so if you could cover for me in any way i will worship the uneven marble you walk on. anyway, let me know.