So I was just thinking about the day we had the Pacific Union Club concert in San Francisco. Remember how afterwards Katharine's dad took us on a tour of the club? He brought us to that really beautiful room in the basement where we sang by the pool and the music just filled up the room. We all danced around (and, judging by the jam videos, I probably looked like a fool) and it was one of those things I'll never forget. I was telling my friend about Redhot today and that came to my mind, and it occurred to me how happy I was - it was a moment where everything just seems perfect.
So I know this is a cheesy reminiscent post and I kind of make myself want to gag, but I was thinking about it and I missed you guys a lot so I'm writing about it anyway. Thirty six days and counting.
Haha, I should also let you know that as I was posting this the recording that Liz, Emma, Kate, and Katharine made of You Go To My Head entirely on the syllable "boop" came on. Perfect. David, when are we going to get the recordings of Sunny on alternating Katharine-me syllables and the fast God Bless? Seriously now.
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