nervous and awkward
and stupid and mute
and responsible
like i should fix it
and i should
and i try
like if you know you're a disaster
and so you surround yourself with orange cones
but they want to step over the orange cones
and you have to say, no no wait, i'm a disaster
don't you see the orange cones?!
but of course they don't see any orange cones
and so now they really think you're nuts
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you're not nuts.
wish we could talk about it over beer, perhaps when i get back!
oh yes, we'll be talking:) when do y'all get back!?!
you are nutso & i miss you tons!
I miss y'all toooo!! Come hoooome!
(when do y'all get back, are you flying into SA or Htown, do you need someone to pick you up? or maybe A and I could drive up so someone can drive your car back? y'all will be sooo tired...) Don't forget S's bridesmaid cloth!!
did you fix it? did you fix it? huh? huh?
i either fixed it...or proved that i am, in fact, a huge disaster
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