During the first half of my Peace Corps service, it was hard to keep track of the days of the week since it never mattered much. However, after a week of driving around, trying to balance books, and returning phone calls, today I am thanking god it's Friday. I just wish there was a nice Happy Hour somewhere, with frosty margaritas and potato skins drowning in melted cheese.
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When you get back.... we'll go sit on the patio somewhere in humid ole' MO and have icy slushes and cheesy potatoes.....
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