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“I found myself thinking that if I could do it all over again I’d dedicate my life to becoming a ballet dancer / But those kind of thoughts always cross my mind anytime I see something inspiring”

—Trike…this is me to a T

2012 travels:
Chicago
San Francisco
Madison
Chicago
Atlanta
Madison
Madison
Chicago? Nahhhhh…
Northern WI?
Madison
St. Paul (ha)
Northern MN/East Coast/Europe?! (probably not)
(Planes planes planes)

Mattress. Pillows. iPad. WHITE shirts WHITE everything WHITE WHITE WHITE.

Green liqueur. Basil. Lemon Basil DEVILed Eggs. Setain! Satan.
Happy Tax Day!
Ex-gymnasts. Current preschool teachers. Adorable eyes.

Here’s my number? / Call me maybe? Hey I just met you.

“Then we’ll just DRINK!” / “I love you for this!”
Text text text tweet tweet tweet all the live long day. What would I do without you?

Pure Barre, “in your highest stilettos” your WHAT?? Weird laying in the dark. Legs dying. Frou frou women everywhere.

“Well hellooooooo Dolly!”

“Jeff I got you. / Goodbye Akerviks!” Nikki Nikki.

Something you want. want
Something you’re grateful for. Jeff

Yophoria? / Frotopia? “I’m preparing for winter” while drinking this beer… “You’d like Charlotte! / Ferarri McDonald’s! / I knew they were three different Ferraris because one was red, one was white, and one was blue.”

Can’t touch this!

Swim swim swim. 50m long. Little girls on the high dive, getting scared, peeking down. Sisters. Old old swim workout written in red pen in a college dorm many years ago. Another artifact from the past unearthed in 2011.

2011.

Beware the Ks.

Sake.
Tequila.

Ks Ks Ks.

Long chit chat, long catch up. Lots of excitement. That could be me? Coming clean; it happens eventually. Old friends, old old friends, nearly 13 years ago we met. First frustrated, then genuine happiness.

First frustrated is OK.
Genuine excitement is better. It just takes a bit.

Toys R Us. “Maybe we’re related?” That Awkward Moment When…you can’t make the comment you were going to without seeming racist.

Tongue tied. (Never.)

On a high. (Stunted.)

The Universe keeps testing me.
But my grades keep getting better.

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Happy belated birthday to my Mom! (yesterday)