this picture makes me think of swimming through air. Saturday night was hot and humid. Discovered our destinations had no air. At party felt as though I was in Britney Spears' video. The one where everyone is all sweaty and licking on each other. And she is wearing a bra top (which I was not . . . thank god). Spoke with animal rights activists. One living off of his trust fund and ranting about the dolphins. Another looking for a safe house for some rats. Spoke with a Harry Potter nerd who was also telling stories of working at planned parenthood. Met a New Zealander aka a kiwi and talked about Flight of the Conchords. Late night tacos remind me of summer.
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