I went to my gf's sister's graduation this past weekend, details to follow. Too tired right to update until tomorrow, although I'm up late eating mini-cupcakes instead of going to bed. I get up at 4:30.

Remember the days where I'd be out late, all drunk and/ or fun, instead of eating cupcakes? I'm so fucking lame I could punch myself in the tits.

Note to Sunday - I mailed out my respone & you should get it tomorrow. Just so you know, I rarely bother to send anything through the mail, which is a reflection of just how excited I am about your wedding.

Goodnight,
Swan

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