Dee See.

This autumn, I will have gone home once in September, once in October, and once in November.

And all it does is reinforce my desire to get the hell out of Florida.

Washington D.C. is a lovely, wonderful city.

Baltimore satisfies my desire for urban decay. And I picked up a Hugo Boss suit in Towson for a song. (Thanks, Mom!)

The leaves are only starting to turn red, and the weather was AMAZING. I went to a wedding at the French Embassy, which was lovely, and then my little brother took me to a party at 12th and V Streets...

Next big event that happens to me, I'm taking as my "sign from God" that I need to do what I want to do, and move home.

/end.