It’s funny, Atlanta. I don’t want it back, and yet I miss it desperately. It’s weird to think of living…
Viennese Ball
I woke up today with my feet still in enormous amounts of pain, but my face also still smiling (through…
What If It Was the Man of my Dreams?
Note to self: unless in very good state of mind, never ever call Atlanta friends on Friday afternoons. Why? Because…
Quick and Dirty
Quick summary of today. Speedy discussion of Heroes, then off to class. Lunch at Breakers with Nick and the hilarious…
