I am desperately yearning for all things yankee, including, but not limited to: heavy accents that prefer the word "youse" over the word "y'all", soft pretzels, Wawa, hoagies, temperatures below 107 degrees, subways, trolleys, & uncalled for fuck-yous tossed randomly to and fro with reckless abandon....

I'll be there August 15th - 25th. Let's run around and spaz out while you try to convince me to move back to Philly and I tell you funny stories about slow southern living and how it's sneakily and sweatily making me dumb!

+ If anyone has a bike I can borrow for some or all of the time I'm there that would also rule!
I love and miss youse!!!

Luv, Logica
[aim.aime.amy.ame]