...officially, 24 hours from now I will be planting my feet on the sweaty, bead-covered, vomitous soil of my old New Orleans. I will breathe in deep the smell of beignets and Freon. I will have to shield my eyes from the nearly-equatorial sunlight. And in the short walk from the gate to exit of the airport, SOMEone will bet me $5 they know where I
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Glad you liked Ep III. I am working on my sixth viewing as of right now.
Can we hang out before you leave? want to see your apartment/have you see mine/go out/get drunk/be crazy. You fools never called me the other night but I assume you had sexin' to do.
Let me know.
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yeah, you can crash with me on the 5th and 6th. come party.
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