Well, theoretically you're still in the country but not here, close enough to touch and hug (and after a skate session, smell). But we have to start somewhere right?.
Last night Rhys and I watched the Antichrist, the new Lars Von Trier movie. It was possibly the most amazingly disturbing film we've seen thus far (i put it on par with Requiem For a Dream) and it may have broken our brains. Rhys almost threw up, twice. This says a lot considering the amount of gore we watch, but it got inside your head. Id tell you to watch it, as it's not a horror, just horrific but I'd make you shut your eyes in the seriously messed up bits.
I'm also doing random derby bout work in my pjs and contemplating lunch. Waiting for Rhys and Darcy to call me to go to see Alice in Wonderland in 3D. Rhys was grumpy I'd seen it without him but apparently because I saw it with you it makes it all okay. Damnit. It seems with you gone I've also lost my scapegoat.
I can't wait to hear all your stories when you arrive in the US of A. I'm very excited about the journey you're about to take, and I promise I'll try to keep myself and the other children out of too much serious trouble.
xoxo
Saff
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