as jenn and i sat in BBQs drinking our newly found addiction [texas sized creamsicles ... yu-mmy], we did what any normal, 20 something year old would ... talked shit.
our jobs, our lives, boys. as i continued to tell her more and more details of the situation i had been in, i felt like i was putting a puzzle together. first the border, everything looks fine. i guess i got bored of the puzzle and had left the remaining pieces in a box in a corner, because now as i remember more and more details [pieces] and put them in and see the bigger picture ...
what was i thinking!
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