went to new yawk with john over the weekend. visiting new york feels different than living in it. i miss my friends, endless choices of restaurants (even though we always end up at the same ones), and simple and honest conversations. but just two days of this, and i am left drained and ready to go home. can you believe it? i am calling DC, my home.
party jim has died. say hello to old-no-party jim.
oddly enough, i am completely okay about these changes in my life. i'm soon to be jobless, poor as dirt, living a routine lifestyle, but kind of am the happiest i have ever been. i never want to live a comfortable and passionless life, and am certain i will do anything to avoid this common path. hopefully.
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aw... though i do mourn death of party-jim, happy-jim = happy-dan-ah. come for longer next time and we just take things easy, sit around talking and eating! btw, where did my eyes go?
i don't think that will be a problem for you
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