Stick says it’s not fair to tell you all that we lost all our stuff without then telling you that our bags arrived early in the morning on Christmas Eve.
Speaking of Stick… Well, I don’t speak of Stick. It’s just not interesting to talk about how happy I am to be back with him. Also, there’s no witty banter, just lots of staring and idiotic repetitions of the same things, usually not so clever realizations that a year is a long time, and we’re finally in the same time zone.
