I diligently mapquested and printed out directions for my journey to meet Lane. I didn't get the Know Your Directions gene so once out of my driveway, it's a crapshoot. I did great until I realized I had only gotten "there", not back home. So, I stole Bre and Tony's GPS. Don't ask me why I didn't just bring my own. I own a very attractive pink one. Evidently I didn't get the Think Beyond Three Days Gene either. Lane was pretty concerned. Once he got over his concern, he asked if it was time to eat yet.
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| Seriously , People. |
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| I was thinking... |
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| It might be getting close to lunchtime. | | | | |
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