Que Sera Sera

Chris and Tracie and Josh and Mia, that last bit's for you

I hope you had a good Thanksgiving. I swam in a sea of champagne and Phil Collins and witnessed some nachos be avenged (the avenging of some nachos? someone avenge some nachos? this is truly an awkward thing I’ve wandered into here), which means we can actually live here permanently now, if someone will just periodically mail me some other necessities. If they open a Target on Regent Street and get cracking on that transatlantic tunnel, I’m set.

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