Just got home. So tired. Marathon day. Met a friend for lunch. Met a friend for dinner. Met a friend for drinks. Thank god I have interesting friends. They are my respite and my oasis. They don't think I'm entirely crazy (only half). They let me rant and be sarcastic and their views and their way of thinking is refreshing and rejuvenating.
When I arrived at the seabus station I had 3 minutes to catch the next one.
SWEET.
I love when that happens.
Contrary to popular belief: I am easy to please.
1 comment:
If your friends think you're half crazy, you've got it made. Just don't entertain two friends at one time, crazy lady.
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