"Noah, someday we'll talk again. But there's things we'll never say. That sorrow deep inside you. It inside me, too. And it never go away. You be okay. You'll learn how to lose things..."
Well, LA, Addy is hitting the champage Cookie is sleeping and drooling all over Boobs Matt stripped and redressed and is off somewhere Ellie is looking for a high chair Rat is looking for some comfort, any sort of comfort and I'm being a curmudgeon as I puff away on my Gloria Cubana Series R.