I mean I must really miss my family. Last night I dreamed Kelly and Kasey and I met up at mom and dads (which was mysteriously the apartment we grew up in) and I was so happy because I went in the bathroom and found like ten curling irons plugged in.
Ps Kelly you were wearing patched jeans. Like patches from oil companies (gas stations, etc) and I was so confused at the new trend. The patches were arranged perfectly at right angles all over the jeans and were not meant to cover any holes. You had three pairs so I knew you meant it.