Les Mis

Hello,

So after all that worry and stress, we didn't buy the Les Mis tickets for Philly. It won't be very fun unless ALL the sisters are there. Issy said we can go to NY and see it one day (one day more!) aka in January. Maybe during Martin Luther King Jr. weekend? Then no one will be stressed out. I will do research on it and let y'all know. And remember we always must be TOGETHER in PARIS otherwise nothing is quite as enjoyable.

So I'm sitting here finishing my meal from Boston Market. I just got back to my room and starting eating the leftovers from my lunch approximately ten minutes ago. I think I must have a high metabolism. I love going to church with my friend Christine because we always eat good food afterwards-Vietnamese place, Boston Market, Kochs. It's the highlight of my week...the food! Well that's only if I don't see Issy and drink peppermint hot chocolate. I'm glad Issy is in Philly, otherwise I would die. I am glad Wug always listens to my masshed up life woes, or I would die. Pretty much, Tut-(Issy+Wug)=Undefined. Oh Yeah, talk about some good maf skilz. Okay I'm going to do some work for once in my life. After I finish these mashed potaters. Boston Market is TASTY. We should go there when Wug comes.