Lately I’ve been moving from one thing, to another, to another.
I know this is supposed to be good. Having an active social life that doesn’t have me sitting behind a flickering terminal that makes me all white and pasty is good no?
I just realized I have a mission reunion.
In Utah.
Tommarow
at 6pm.
Now I’m getting all stressed because I am such a loser that I haven’t missed one since 1997. And now it looks like I’m going to miss my first reunion.
Sometimes I wish I could just catch up.
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