Marcus in early spring.
Como Zoo in St. Paul, Minnesota.
Benton Street corner in the square of Woodstock, Illinois.
Happy 26th Birthday on the actual day of her birth. Kirsten Freebird.
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I JUST GOT THIS FILM DEVELOPED FROM NAT CAM AND I AM PLEASANTLY SURPRISED. I WILL PUT MORE UP ON MY BLOG LATER ONCE I HAVE CHOSEN MY FAVOURITES. I JUST LOVE FILM!!!
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2Two of my favourites from today, Monday, with someone dear to me who is leaving in almost a month. Sarah is an inspiration. I am so glad to have her in my life.
Sunday was exactly six days prior to my best friend Kirsten’s 26th birthday. Earlier that week her mom wanted to get some of her closest friends together for a little shindig at her place; a surprise if you will. Much to our relief she was surprised, and so thankful we could all make it to spend a few delightful hours eating home-cooked tacos prepared by her mother; who I should mention wins plenty of awards at fairs all over the Midwest (for her dishes). The carrot cake to top everything off was also pleasing to my tastebuds. Thank you Candace and Garry. What a lovely Sunday it ended up being indeed.
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Someone in Finland came up with the Dolan mini comics. I am so happy today.
Sam got us tickets for Grouplove tonight in Milwaukee. I was giddy after buys so many cheap finds at the thrift store earlier today. Crystal Lake has been so generous today. The weather was sunny and clear. I love being with Samandra.
MJ / Bus stop parking lot
Megabus. Destination: Chicago.
Is my seat heated? My heat seated? It feels that way. Although I know the feeling of warmth beneath my bum is directly due to the length of time I have been sitting without readjusting. Now I get front row seats on the bus ride that will take me from Minneapolis to Milwaukee to Chicago. 8 dreadful hours. My set-up is pretty neat. I finally can listen to as much Owl City as my ears can handle, which is A LOT. Listening to Mr. Young reminds me of many hours spent traveling to and from Sweden. My sweet Marcus gifted me with his latest album sometime last spring. It was shit but I continue blasting his old stuff. The childish stuff. Makes me feel like I can do anything. Yup.
After witnessing a Michael Jordan look-a-like who I’m sure goes by the name Red talk on his Bluetooth for hours, I am relaxed. I wish I would have snuck some Baileys in my bag. I could definitely down a whole bottle at this very moment.
I love you Megabus. Thanks for saving me so much cash so I could instead visit my Mexican sister in Chicago.
