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ROAD TRIPS, man. "Gets me" as Weston would say, back in the day.

Gets me.

It seems these "Kappa Weekends" always end up to be saving the day, restoring inspiration, tightening the sisterhood, and I always come back up with a new understanding and some new sisters.

It was good. And to save the memories and keep them sacred, I'mma not divulge the details haha, because maybe if you read them they won't matter to you, but of course they matter a lot to me, and of course, if they don't matter to you, then I wouldn't want to type it out. So yeah, but damn. GOOD TIMES. ON THE REAL.

So I just got home. My week is lookin like every other, and I forgot about that. Hah, except Wednesday is the 3rd annual "Cousin Fun Day" where we do all the things we do, or ever did. And the days just get longer. This year we're adding golf because that was our hobby this summer. So say whaaaaa, I distinctly remember last year I got cranky and when I got home I told my mom to "stop riding my dick."

Tired now. My sister won't get off my back about watching stupid Are You Afraid of the Dark? stupid hoe. Peace out.