Well, I've started packing for the trip back to Seattle. I've done everything I wanted to. And most importantly, done everything I needed to with my parents.
For the first time in a long time, I feel I'm going home with nothing left for me to do when I come back. And I will be back. April I'm hoping.
Say it ain't so, Buffy. Say it ain't so....
Dear Pacific Northwest,
After three weeks in Texas, I'm noticing a distinct lack of cream gravy, forty-four ounce drinks, Texas toast and guacamole enhancements in your drive-through restaurants. Please rectify this.
I am not a crackpot.
--Jennifer Dolari, Imperatrix in Exile, People's Democratic Socialist Federated Republic of Texas (Reformed)
Suburban Spooky
Artist for Closetspace and A Wish for Wings
Creative Text Writer for MTG: Universes Beyond
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