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So the run was cold and rainy and just not-so-fun.
So I was recouping in the bath tub kinda feeling sorry for myself.

But then I got out and Brooke had sneaked to the nearby grocery store and come home bearing goods for the fajita fiesta we’re about to throw down in the apartment.

And then I was all like

FAJITAAAAAS.
[please direct all the diet-coke-is-bad-for-you comments to jeddavis@hotmail.com]
