The Coolest Thing You Could Say

25th June 2007

You arrive at the Las Vegas airport with a group of exhausted, hung-over bachelorettes. You sleepwalk through check in, and slouch together at the gate in indoor sunglasses and smoke-stale tank tops. There is a collective sigh.

“Fuck. I have so much blogging to catch up on.”

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