Sascha picked me up from the airport in her badass pickup truck and if I hadn't been so cracked out and my camera hadn't been in my backpack I would have taken her photo because she looked like sunshine. She also left flowers and a cupcake and an awesome note in my kitchen, not to mention happy cats. A friend indeed.
Then Stacy came over and was all whatever face about my trip. Yeah, NY whatever man... in dopey crusty voice - it's ah, it's cool I guess. ;) The world can eat a dirty shoe, huh, Stace?
So, um, hey guys, what are we doing this weekend? Caaaaal meeeee up.