and no one understands what happened
did anything really fall?
Meanwhile...in the real world, there was music, profanity, community and laughter. I went to a "living room concert" with a crowd of friends in a lovely house in the south end. Both Adam and Steph sang songs of heartbreak, betrayal, and crazy but hot women - a good time was had by all.
Rayna (b-day girl) and Cara looking glamerous in the foreground, while Nate, Adele and everyone else pay attention to the performers.
A special sing-along with the ladies of the night ends in smootches.
News flash: Catherine's suitcase has continued to shifts its portfolio toward traveling gym equipment, putting less emphasis on "work clothes"
Princess Julie visited Catamaran and there were birds and pitchers of sangria.
...and then I went for a bikeride with Rohit and came upon a big Indian festival with a life-size poster of Barak
2 days left of working in the concrete jungle, then back to Philly, and then fly away on a chartered flight to the Bahamas with several hundred coworkers (the next post should be good!). Then back to Philly for a week of doing random work before I head out to San Francisco and SantaBarbara until late October.....wooooooooshhhhh! (imagine a big cape and fading out into a glittery mist)
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Work clothes, ha.
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