I miss you, too. As soon as I get my Anatomy schedule, I'll let you know about a good weekend. I won't be able to go to NY, but you're welcome to come here.
Tonight I came home and pulled my pint of strawberry ice cream out of the freezer. I basically eat strawberry ice cream because of the frozen strawberry chunks; the creamy part isn't anything special to me. I know that I should just buy frozen strawberries, but somehow the ones in the ice cream are different in a very uniquely delicious way. Anyway, I sat there eating spoonful after spoonful, digging fervently in an attempt to get down to some hearty frozen strawberry chunks. Before I knew it, I was halfway down the cup (and those cups are fatter up top, i.e., they hold much more volume in the upper half than the bottom), and I'd only really enjoyed maybe a total of 3/4 frozen strawberry.
So now I'm full of ice cream but quite unsatisfied. It is not the best way to end not the best day.
But seeing a blog written to me by you makes it nice. Thanks :)
xo cheerio,
j-cuz
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