I am really going to miss my time in Ithaca. I came here knowing but a single soul and without a clue as to what do with myself, and just a few months later I've made a bunch of friends (most of whom of course I will probably never see again...so it goes) and experienced a lot of *cough* new things. Though people talk shit about it all the time, Ithaca is actually a neat little town. It's like where I grew up only with lots of places to go and things to do and interesting people. Or at least a higher concentration thereof. Like these fine characters:
my waitress partner in crime (literally) and the friendly line cook
homegirl can drink and she's moving to the city soon too...yessss
he is awesome and looks like a giant cherub
little wendy lou the bassist and licensed massage therapist
shakespearean actor with quite possibly the most amazing farmer's tan ever
how pretty is this girl?
he's actually one of the smiliest people i've ever met, and one of the stonedest
the bitchin' barristas
Thumbs up, indeed.
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