The Last Sprint: the one in which Brenna wins at everything.

Dec 17, 2008 10:29

I'm packing like a mad fiend, stuffing things into suitcases and hoping against hope that nothing breaks (please please pleaseIn half an hour I will be leaving the house, looking suave, feeling fine. I'm going to the opera in Florence for the last time ( Read more... )

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snazzysnaffy December 17 2008, 19:36:27 UTC
YOU CAN DO IT!

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jai_vecu December 17 2008, 19:45:37 UTC
You are a baller. A baller with a nice taste in music. I am holding up an invisible jukebox to you across one (1) continent and one (1) ocean.

Also, I was just thinking how you and I will play so much pool when you are back. On Monday when I was thinking about my paper all the time, I went to the pool hall at 10 a.m. No one was in there but me and I blasted the Beatles and played for, like, an hour.

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we're going to make it! peachripekarma December 17 2008, 22:03:34 UTC
HELL YES, GIRL.

oh my god grappa. i looooooove grappa. i want to move to italy and just make grappa all my life. grappa grappa grappa. I guess love for grappa is another ill-gotten gain from a failed romance. HAH.

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