It was nice to get away for a couple days, but man does it feel good to be home. I missed my beast of a dog and my own bed. Boise does have better liquor laws, but it doesn’t have mountains or my friends. Needless to say, I won’t be moving there anytime soon.
Of course I brought home as much wine and REAL beer as my little car could carry. I called Ben last night to arrange a pickup for his share of the wealth. Before I got a chance to tell him why I was calling, he let me know he found a good shop to replace the struts in my car. I don’t recall asking him about that, but maybe he was just preparing for the damage hundreds and hundreds of dollars in wine weight can do to a car.
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that's pretty funny - Ben has arranged to fix your car when you didn't know it was broken. We're glad you are staying in SLC; oddly enough, this is where you belong.
Whats this about moving? Were you really?
MOVING????!!!!!!!!!! NO!!!
amen for the mountains
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