There is much I could tell you.
I could tell you about the new man in my life.
I could tell you about my fabulous new job.
I could tell you how excited I am about the new city that comes with my fabulous new job.
But if I told you all that, well, that would make me a BIG FAT LIAR.
Still the same old shit here, just a different day.
Wish you were here.
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P.S. Sorry about that second line. I know you got all excited thinking, "Oh my god, what? A man? No! Really? Oh my god!" And then I went and dashed your hopes on the jagged rocks of my sexless existence. That was rude of me, wasn't it? So, so sorry about that.
