I was gonna write a eulogy for the last two years today. Instead I read Nikki's blog. I felt something I haven't felt in months: hope. Hope that we might retreat beyond the stress and recent trauma and petty fucking differences. Hope that we could get together and know that nothing was awkward. As I'm typing this, Courtney is IMing me out of the blue for the first time in months saying that we need to have a shindig.
Read this and something will be done. We can make it Sunday, so Jimmy can be there and Fort Mitchell Park, because I don't think we'll get thrown out at sunset.
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Ha! I read that directly from her laptop! But her blog I think has changed a lot of us. And it is most certainly true, and I will make Sunday free just in case.
Sounds good, except mondays are my usual days off. Saturdays and sundays are ones I rarely get
I made sacrifices to get sunday off to attend the birthday party rachel hosted. then again for her birthday on the 29th. another sunday/monday deal i need to try and get off.
I appreciate the gesture though and wish the event the best of luck.
lets do it.
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