With mustard, mmmm.
That is good news. All done with puking? My day is going okay. Nothing too exciting.
Here's something... Ainsley told me (IM'd me) that he saw me at the park last night. I asked him why he didn't stop (I remember your advice on that) and he said he was driving by looking for an open tennis court, but didn't see one. Not sure when that occurred.
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