PSLs: YASSSSS KWEEN (Ha I’m not sure what this means but my gay/work bestie Mark -- have you met him? -- says it all the time and I love). Let’s get at least fifteen of these. Apparently there isn’t even pumpkin in them, but who cares? When do they start serving? I’ll Google.
Class Homecoming (ahhh!): Um so can we talk about how it’s our five-year anniversary already? We’re basically 50. I told Mark that the other day and he was like “ew gross I didn’t know you were old” haha. (Seriously can’t remember if you met him?? You would love him you two are the same person.) How are you getting back to school? Want to do the train with me? I can pack beer and snacks! Is the BF coming? I feel like he still hasn’t seen, like, “College Sarah,” you know? Your alter-ego!!!! I don’t know if he’s ready for that (JK it would be great if he wants to comeeeeeeee. No pressure though.)
APPLE/PUMPKIN-PICKING: We have to. Like, now that the air is crisp and it’s a little chilly, you know? Ugh, I HATE the city sometimes. I looked up a couple farms that are kind of nearby. I have ZipCar… maybe we could coordinate a fun day trip with Mark and his friends, and split it? (Totally blanking on whether you actually know him, so just gonna pretend you do.) Would love to do a hay-ride too, although I know I’m being ridiculous. Also we should get cider and make spiked autumn-y drinks! Woo!