In a few short hours, I'll alight a cramped, little Jet Blue plane to return to San Francisco. I've had a wonderful New England visit and I'm sad to see this fun-filled time come to an end, but I'm ready to get back to my life in the city by the bay.I was really glad to see Bullet Tosser and her boyfriend last night for dinner before I depart. The boyfriend (whom Bullet Tosser may have encouraged me to call BA, but I refuse) was kind enough to pay for our Latin-inspired meal and this is my official way of saying that, for the record, it's my turn to pay next time!
It was fun hearing about their latest escapades, including a drunken dinnertime marriage proposal a few weeks ago, and it was great reminiscing about our own shared past, like that trip to a swim meet where Bullet Tosser spent the ride lying amidst the car's luggage and farting up a storm. I always have a blast with Bullet Tosser and hope that we will one day live much closer together again.

1 comment:
really? farting?
it was so so so good to see you. made me miss you more!
happy travels home!
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