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3.26.12
My view on numerous afternoons while stewarding. There should be more events on the piazza when it’s THAT pretty outside.
3.25.12
Mama’s Boy.
The epitome of brunch bliss.
3.24.12
I really do love Rutherford with every fiber of my being. I’m just refusing to acknowledge that it will be demolished soon. I’m so glad we got to wander through it one more time.
3.23.12
How I would prefer to spend most Friday afternoons- on the porch in Athens with beer and friends.
So far, starting at 8 AM, I’ve heard:
-Yelling.
-Laughing.
-The sounds of heavy objects being...

DOES THIS PICTURE OF ME AS A KID ANSWER YOUR QUESTION?
I have always, essentially, been waiting. Waiting to become something else, waiting to be that person I always thought I was on the verge of...
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Atlanta, GA
I was here, and it was awesome. I will never cease to be jealous of Annie’s kickass guitar playing.