After more postponements than I care to number, a case of the poops that rivals my robot friend at the top there, and a ten hour drive I am in LA LA LAND.
That's right, I said ten hours. Most of you are thinking it should have been closer to five and half or six. I would tend to agree. We took our sweet-ass time.
I love Erin and Julie's new place. Very cool. BUT, I already hate it out here. I already desperately miss my Mom, and Jon, and Meg, and Brandon, and David, and Ryan, and Nick, and Brian, and Henry, and EVERYBODY ELSE (sorry if you feel the lack of your specific name is a slight, I just got bored).
With the exception of forty-five minutes of sleep here or there I have now been awake since ten a.m. on Sunday so I'm going to try to sleep now.
Try being the key word.
Wish me luck out here. Please. It can't hurt.
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