ah, who cares, you always end up in the city

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HIATUS. OVER.

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i'm back (in the city)! from my extended jaunt in the west virginia hills. for those that are unaware of my new schedule, i'll be back and forth to there for the next few months and hopefully will return to you with more exciting news than the song that's been stuck in my head for the last week and the tick bite i think i have.

pictures to come!

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and stories of hillbilly bars and sleepy old towns and Waffle Huts and flop houses and new friends named Leonard....

but before i trek back out there, we have partying to do this weekend to celebrate all the good times, good parties, hot love, Thanksgivings, nights on the deck, barbecues, birthday bashes and all else that has gone down at our M Street mansion. because (ACK!!), sadly, it is time for us to move. so come one and all to our home this saturday for the FINAL Burning of the House. treats and brunch (mayyyybe) a la me and jamie, Sam Adams a la Diane, and friends of M Street galore!

see y'all Saturday!

{jamie, me, pancakes}

{friends, pre-House Burning number uno}