So here I am, on my last real vacation before my next major life change, in a coffee shop. I am the very model of a modern hipster douche-bag. I am unshaven, hair styled, wearing fencing shoes with no socks, and furiously typing away on a post for a blog that few people read. The baristas are literally melting with adoration. My post is important to me, though. I've been exploring my old haunts, and despite the memories rushing back I can feel only faint nausea.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
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