Hi Dr Sid, just a quick note while I wait for Cat to get the keys from Vice Principal Gittings. My head is

killing me and so is my crotch and not in a good way. The line at urgent care

was so long I ended up drinking Ben's entire

flask of peppermint Shnops to numb the pain. Then we got into Evelyn's hot tub and

the last thing I remember is playing Mary Bang Hill, class of 2014 faculty edition.

Tonight is the lock-in.

We're having a grown-up pajama party.

I'm in a custom satin set. Maybe a button pops, maybe two.

Still no sign of Ryan Williams in the 907. I have no idea where he is or if he even intends on showing up.

He's probably busy saving the world, but can't the world wait one more day?

This is the last chance to spend time with Rhine

before the reunion tomorrow, Dr. Sid.

Oh, thank God, it's an overnight event.

We can make up for the lost time and I don't just mean from him

missing all the events so far. Dr. Sid, waiting for Ryan these past few days

I'm realizing how much time I've lost on finance geeks,

fuck boys chefs, and tech pros, when I could have been happy with Ryan.

He was right here 10 years ago.

I fully intend on leaving Anchorage with him.

But I still have no clue if he's even going to freaking show up.

But he keeps liking the post.

Is that a like in lieu of an attendance?

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