i have a habit of putting entirely too much time into posts. i only have 11 minutes, so this is some sort of test. like one of those math time tests, if you will. god, i hated the division ones.
in the past week and a half i have become addicted to many of my old vices-- caramel lattes, guacamole, red wine, barnes and noble, driving-too-much-depsite-the-gas-prices, staying up til 2 am doing nothing in particular, watching hours of grey's anatomy (recorded in my absence by the best mom ever, robyn topic-humm), expensive long distance phone calls and an inability to remain in the same place for too long (funded, continually, by ronald j. humm). today i leave dreary minnesota to visit beth in colorado and consequently on to new york where i intend to pretend i am a wealthy, big-sunglass-wearing upper west side sex and the city wannabe. i can't believe i just used the word "wannabe." if my links would work, i would link the lyrics to "the world at large."
i can be encapsulated by my drive on friday. led out of the way by a confusing detour, listening to music with the windows down despite the rain. at times, the unplanned route would have stressed me out to a neurotic extent and the rain would have gotten my goad times a million (i really do have some midwestern tendencies). but not that day. unforseen, but perfect.
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ah...sounds refreshing. enjoy it! soak enough up for not only you, but also me.
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(that is supposed to say isaac)
Hope you have a great time. Make sure to give me a call when you are around Shak-town. As so am I. If you don't have my number - my parents do. And I know you'll know how to track them down until the end of the earth MEGAN
"that really gets my goad" is right up there with "don't bust my chops"--love it. enjoy america my friend.
miss you.
ashlee
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