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In other news Emilee, I've gotten glasses.
Remember how we planned spring break to Paris and it was a reality for about a week? I think we were sitting my living room on that fold out futon chair, and as is usual Justin/Em style, we were watching TV while both on our computers. I believe I was on the chair and you were on my disgusting bubblegum carpet and we looked up flight costs.
Mark is coming over. John came over earlier today and I cooked him Filipino style brunch which consists of breakfast food mixed with lunch food and rice. I marinated some lean chicken thighs in soy sauce over night and then made scallion omeletes. He brought some strawberry champagne over and we got a little drunk before getting my hair cut. Which I think is super cute. I totally miss you.
It's like everyone is here except you, come to me.
I'm having some serious anxiety issues. It might be a mixture of work and play. I'm supposed to go out tonight but I got the worst migraine and I tried to take a nap after my haircut, but I woke up with the worst anxiety and irregular heart beat. Despite being insured, I don't want to go to the doctor. I might go to my uncle's in Stuy town and pick up some Xanax but it makes me fall asleep. Remember that one time I had a panic attack and took Xanax, you were still living in the house on Murray and i was over, and I don't think we were BFF yet, but I was watching a movie with Bri Bri and Mike W. and I passed out on the floor and woke up at 4 am cold and without a blanket while Bri Bri and Mike W. spooned on the bed. WTF.
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