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Ready for a real update, my suicide loves?

My time back home was wonderful.






yes, that is Borderlands 2 projected onto my little brother's wall. I had fun teaching him how to play; it was his graduation present.

The South is sticky and tornadic at present. Getting high in your friends garage while tornado sirens, breaking branches, hail, and an electric hum sway the outdoors is quite exciting. Just the sting of the pressure change was palpable and alarming, but even when the power flickers off, there is nothing like friends, a second-hand high, and canned margaritas to welcome me home. There were ghosts around every corner of my parents' home, and some of them made me cry, some to smile. Looking at old photos of myself on the wall, it was difficult to register that it was me at all; but it was a peaceful revelation.


My best friend and her bf


DRUGS


another lovely friend I miss!


found a little place to eat in Bartlesville, OK that was just beautiful.


new swimsuit.... okay ready for more fun stuff?

When I returned home to WA, Hideki and I went to the Survivor Mud Run in Carnation. It was quite eventful! And I got burned, of course. This is my curse.




It turns out that I lost a bet... the house was clean when I returned. Of course, it is no longer clean, but nonetheless I am now paying the consequences (buying him a case of beer and not doing anything to my hair for a year; the man plays dirty).

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