Days until restraining order is lifted: 346
I got absolutely hammered last night and sent seventy texts to Theo at 430 in the morning. Including such gems as:
Let me sing you the song of my people. I love Rodmartin today.
Do you think it's possible to smell your own nose?
How are my socks?
Hufflepuffs are great finders
I got hit by a Lotka (Lotka is Russian for boat. I don't recall getting hit by a boat.)
You know who's hot? Craig Nelson.
And 7 texts containing nothing but some variation of the word 'shit canned.'
I don't remember any of this.
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