So I guess reality doesn't really start until today. Yesterday, I picked the roomie and his b/f up from the airport. They'd spent the weekend down in Florida, lucky sods. We all went to Panera Bread for dinner and then to a house party on the south side. Fun times, wasted people, good conversation, dancing, and a little debauchery . It's been a long weekend ... but a good one.

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Some postcards from the PostSecret Project. Go check it out.

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