Blessed sleep.
Thank you, tryptophan! Hallelujah, Tylenol PM!
It was like I was hit by a truck, but it was a truck full of down pillows and butterflies. It was a glorious truck. I’m still a little overcast. But my head is not longer swirling with clouds.
The new Beirut album is eclectic. Disc one is all Mexican-big-brass-folksy-goodness and disc two is all gay-boy-dance-clubby. Guess which one I prefer?
Phil’s in Saugatuck have the.best.wings.I.have.ever.had.
Period.
I keep forgetting I’m going to Mexico.
This weekend: hang out with bff, last minute Mexico shopping/banking/packing, and most importantly: introduce baby Neal to Founders. Woo. Hoo.
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wanna go get a creamed turkey sandwich & some free wifi!?
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