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it's 1:16 am. I'm in texas. I have survived the past 38 hours with one hour of sleep. i'm getting in an RV tomorrow for a 21 hour drive to vegas. I have seen at least 30 bands perform in 4 days. I have walked more miles than my legs would care to recount and still spent more money on cabs than I ever have collectively in New York. I lost my wallet for about 7 hours. I just spent 12 hours with Marci and I miss her already. I made out with a boy who spent all day trying to lure me to his room at the Mariott. I have consumed more sparks than one person possibly ever should. I spent an ungodly amount of time in a hottub that wasn't exactly hot. I found myself at a random apartment in Austin at 9:30 am solely surrounded by people i had known for less than 6 hours. I reminded myself several times why it is that I don't tend to dabble in illicit substances. my feet are throbbing. my brain hurts. this has quite possibly been the best week EVER.
- if you could read my mind:
loopy
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tell jim morrison hi for me and maybe if I get my ass up to philly for folk fest this year I'll somehow swing by NYC or something...
much love sweetie.