The alcohol and the most intense people-watching I've ever fucking engaged in.
Epic proportions, rly.
Then playing the best combination of drinking games, the kind where it makes you feel good for drinking for it lets you grow the brass (tits/bawlz) to break the ice between new people. Falling asleep in a huge cuddle puddle on the trampoline.
Connecting with some family, then swimming.
Recording a full song with the J's. Gaining some goals for our musical project, and it's really creative. Not only are they my best friends, they're my outlets for everything. Especially my indian banana. I'm going back to his house soon for some more gh and Tosh.
Tomorrow: Go out to lunch, go to the fair, dinner party, go out to movie. Then the next day brutal hiking, and the engagement party.
My inbox is full er'yday. It's mind-blowing how many friends I love, how many I've reconnected with, how many I've met.
I could not be more grateful. It's also nice to having been engaged in a constant conversation via text for however long he's been gone.* There's something about him that I can laugh at probably twice a day average.
Healthy. Everything is healthy. Best decision of my life.
Actually, the 72 airheads were.
*edit: SIX DAYS. Incredible.
