At the airport, preparing for departure for France. I’m all shaking and nervous and crap.

Here’s a tip: Don’t go binge drinking the night before a 24 hour trip. Seriously, don’t do it. I’m going to be stumbling around Paris in a stupor, and will most likely be robbed or shot and stabbed. ALL OF IT. I already have mayo stains on my jogging pants and Pepsi stains on my hoodie. My company t-shirt is too short and rides in the back. My hair is tangly and disheveled. I’ve already had eyes rolled at me once today. Love life.

See you in France!

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