going back home to the west coast

the grand new england tour was a blast, as expected. chrissy is the best hostess. it was full of inside jokes, and traffic, and skee ball, and bug bites, and food, and sleeping three to a bed, and boobs, and peeing on the lawn, and sweet potato fries, and dollar a pound thrifting, and TU pride. absolutely marvelous.

sorry i've been neglecting you blog- work is consuming me. seriously. i need to just stick it to the man and stop working. i have other things to do! (ironically enough, one of those other things is to find a job in philly). imma hafta put my foot down. i don't need money this bad. actually i do. but i'm saying screw it. i like ramen noodles.