I’m terrible at making plans. I worry that things won’t work out, and have a particular knack for procrastinating my way into making sure that they don’t. I wouldn’t ordinarily throw myself a party, but I decided moving away without trying to get people together would be just too weird.
Kody tried to convince me to wait until I came back in June. Which would normally make sense to me (Yay! Permission to procrastinate!), but makes no sense from Kodiak “why don’t you just tell people what’s going on” Starr. So clearly something was up.
1 decoy evening out with Tom, 1 surprise-revealing email (when I excercised serious self control not to read), 1 email to throw me off the track, 2 dozen cupcakes and 1 mean but delicious cake later, here we are. You guys are awesome.
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Despite the fact that it meant that you were leaving, that was one of the happiest nights of my life, thus far.
Please remember how many people will be loving you and missing you while you're away. My world has changed drastically since you've been gone.
Ugh. It's taking a lot out of me, being this earnest for this long. I need a drink. You need a touch-up.
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