Happy Birthday, Rachel!

I was talking about you when we were upstairs in my room hanging out; I kept saying how it was your birthday and I needed to post and say hello to you, and boys started asking to see pictures of you, so naturally, I whipped out my sniped photos, which countless other have agreed represent your beauty only partially, but enough. Unsurprisingly, the boys to whom I showed the pictures found you as pretty as I do. I even learned a new slang term that roughly translates to 'I'd do her' but is far to inappropriate to represent here. Ask me about it later.

Word on the street is that you and Andrew stole my idea of the Cape, but I guess that I can forgive you...ish.

Either way, I hope that you're enjoying your time in the sun! Swim in the freezing water and eat an ice cream for me. =) Maybe we can all go down in August.

Here's a piece of (wickedawesomedelicious) cake that was hand-made from scratch by one of the entrepreneurs with whom our group is working, Comida Catering. This. Cake. Was. Awesome. And especially chocolatey, in that I could taste all the delicate awesomeness of whatever chocolate product was used. Yay small businesses! In the spirit of birthdays, happy cake!

Also, please note that your bracelet is doing its part to keep me sane. I wear it on especially frantic days when I know that I'll need to absentmindedly play with something in order to calm my jittery nerves. The 'serenity' inscription does its part as well. Enkosi!

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