i was just looking back at my happiness tags, and i miss 3am, my house macs, world cup season, which made us seem a little bit more "normal" hanging out there. bloated after 85 and still insistent on a full mcnuggets meal. consecutive nights of until-5am convos. all about strings. miss those days. but we move on.
good luck with rescuing the world tomorrow. you rock. my hero. hiak hiak.