On Saturday, I started bragging about being around all these sick people and not getting sick. Half an hour later, my throat started hurting. It's been down hill ever since.
Moral of the story: Working a lot when you're a lot of sick is a lot of suck.
I've found something I like about Santa Fe. It took me a while. But, it has that small town-after rain smell. I missed that.
All that I am.
- Gata
- Norman, Oklahoma
- I'm too close for comfort to age 30. New Mexico is home but I'm finally tough enough to love living in the midwest. I've got a film degree that I never apply in my professional life but I'd never trade it in for a different one. I love the basics; good music, good food, good movies and good books. But I'll stop almost anything for good company. I can't shut up about the Thunder, especially Serge Ibaka. I'm hopelessy awkward. I only hope you think it's adorable.
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