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Sunday, June 21, 2009

My Favorite Bosnian

After the super-wholesome day, Jesse & I then proceeded to naughtify ourselves at Rusmir's going away party. A bittersweet ordeal that included more fun than I could put into words & tears because one of Boston's best residents will soon be at Georgetown for yet another degree (the kid keeps racking them up).

So on his going away book I wrote him this:

Rusmir I adore
Everywhere you go is love
My tits will miss you

It's amazing how you meet people & they effect your life. 2 of my closest Bostonians are leaving at the end of the month. There will certainly be a lot of crying in these next couple weeks.



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