GOING TO PARIS, I’ma miss my fambly, No sunbathin’ (BUT WHO CARES I’M GOING TO PARIS)
The thing I really meant to say, but forgot because I am a bundle of nerves, is “goodbye for now and I’ll miss you”—especially to my meatspace friends in Cincinnati (and beyond, I guess). The GBOTs will continue, as will the twitters. But I’ll miss the fun parties and real-life hangouts and all the crazy fun stuff I’m sure will go down this summer in The Town. So, bye friends, I love you, and there is nothing I want more than to send you a postcard, no matter where you live. So if you want one, DM me your address on twitter or email me or something.
Love (I actually mean it this time),
LD
NO SERIOUSLY DUDES. GIVE ME YOUR ADDRESS SO I CAN SEND YOU A POSTCARD.
