tomorrow i head back to stuart and the very lovely lady who lives there. i keep saying "this is the last time i'll be in gainesville," and i keep coming back. so i'll most likely be back before NYC, is what i'm saying--i hate goodbyes and i'm a liar. i want to skate possum creek on my way out of town--how's early afternoon sound? suicidal, i know, but necessary. see you.