Dear Spring Break,
Nine days in New York City is going to be the BEST spring break of ALL TIME. It's going to be like a reunion of all of the most fabulous people to ever come out of Missouri, and everyone I decide to sleep with. (That's crude.) NYC had better watch out.
PS. I recently got my wisdom teeth out, so I'm kind of hopped up on pain killers, so if I seem like a hot tranny mess, sorry.