in the spirit of america day, i'm heading to wilmington...blazing past on the border, whiteville, whatever's in my path.
if you can believe it, hannah and i have only seen each other once in ten months...and that was for fourteen hours.
strange. judging by our blog tone, it seems we live together in an attic of an old farmhouse in one of the dakotas. without heat or air or episodes of house and the bachelorette on at every turn. the truth, friends, is far different.
and, i'm just going to say it. while we talk on the phone four to eight times a day (seriously), we always get really awkward the first hour or so we're together. like, we can't quite look at each other. it's like the worst long distance romance, without all that awkward i-haven't-seen-you-in-a-month-do-i-still-know-how-to-do-this intimacy stuff.
best part: NEW PICTURES!!!
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south of the border?
leave her alone. she's overcome. as am i. CAN'T WAIT!!!
settle down, tiger. just wondering if she meant south of the border. geez. not like i asked if she wears a wig or anything like that.
oh, i think she meant that place, south of the border. you know with the plastic animals and the giant sombrero.
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