Today is my roommate's 22nd birthday. If you know Kate, you should call her. Now. And sing and say embarrassing things. We're going to Founding Farmers for her birthday dinner, and I'm exciiiiited!
In other news, no one should ever have press conferences outside at noon. It's so unfair. You have to wear sleeveless shirts to avoid dying in the heat, but then you come back with lovely rose-colored shoulders. In the shape of your sleeveless shirt. Super.
This is my 300th post. I need a life.
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