Post Boston

I loved Boston like Charlene Archebeque loves hot toddies.  I think they really liked me at NEC. But only time will tell if I get admitted (or get any money...).  

Back in Columbia I have a new winter coat, a new duvet cover, and I'm incredibly lonely.

Womp womp womp.

Speaking of Charlene Archebeque, Dr. Crabb and I have been very buddy-buddy lately so I'm going to try to see if I can get out of all-collegiate choir in KC this week.