Like the Whitesnake Song.
[not really though, because that one is "here I go again on my own, so it's different]
I was going to go to Madrid but am not anymore.
I just fell in love w/ fucking Andrew from MGMT
goddammit.
Why does that happen? Why can't I meet someone that is actually a living breathing human??
Not, like, a dragon.
I'm a little incoherent, but it's okay, I'll be able to collect myself in a week and two days. I hope.
Come pick me up at the airport, do you want to?
It would be so nice! Ze family is not meeting me :(
I am going to try and get through the next week which includes a paper that might not be so inspired.
I hope it's okay.
I miss everyone sort of.
See you soon kind of.
TTYL
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