8 pints and 1 Alaskan Cod later, it’s time to fall asleep to Confessions Of A Knife on the $10/h hotel-room jukebox.
If I sent you any embarrassing emails, I apologize. If I haven’t yet sent you any embarrassing emails, I apologize. (I promise to get to you soon.)
See you tomorrow!
ah!
Hit up the Painted Potato, if you get the chance. Their speakers made my insides tingle.
I would like to request an embarrassing email.
no emails at all from you! bah. :P
want. email
waves
nh