my job is moving to baltimore in february. yep, it looks as though. crabcakes and homocide, here we come.
to add insult to injury, i'm going to be out of town next weekend and will miss - for the second time - blitzen trapper at the rnr hotel. i'll be in vegas, at a wedding. i'll in fact be a bridesmaid and have been informed this requires making a toast. i'm thinking of singing, or maybe doing a mime, or using semaphore. i hate myself.
the only things holding me back from the ledge are my ticket to animal collective tomorrow night and this. and booze, duh.
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