I’m home alone. The only person in my college town during thanksgiving break. Lonely. Absolutely housed a bottle of Pinot noir. I’ve been watching season ten for five hours straight. Why did no one tell me this shit was so addicting. I don’t even like reality tv like that. What do they put in this. Meth? Crack? I don’t know and don’t think I care.
How many of you hope to see someone in the wild?
I was in London last week and secretly hope to run into Cleo.