dear chicago...

well i just got back from dinner with the parents at a bar over on roscoe...and know what i saw in the bar?? a baby. no lie. so on the walk home i was like, "hmm, baby in the bar." and my mom goes, "yeah, i used to take cassie to the bar when she was a baby." turns out she was being serious.

i am about to continue my adventure in packing...in the battle of me versus the bags i am losing. it seems even my massive strength won't get me through this one...did i mention i bench 350. oh you know it. i guess i better get back to it...and maybe some more loving phone calls. earlier today i was talking to unnur on the phone when she says, "hold on one sec...you hear that?? that is me slapping you in the face." and i was like why?!?!?!?!?! HAH.

i will be sending out my training address soon so wipe away those tears.

and if you ever miss me...just remember a few of my many flaws:
i am evil.
i dress up my cat.
i steal catch phrases from chloe...you go girl. that's how i roll. cold as ice. LEZZ!!!!!

if you are reading this i probably LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!