JK and I are having loads of fun. We've been covering a lot of ground, but today I wanted to simply relax at home. We picked up some bacon. Mine is sliced thin, JK's are thick. We picked up some wine. And whisky. He moved a bunch of logs for me (we figured I've moved my quota of logs for the year). We moved furniture, then moved it back. He sweeps, I mop. I cook, he cleans. We take turns reading Malcolm Gladwell's The Tipping Point between browsing our Italy guides for more touring options. We're going on a day trip tomorrow. "Should be fun," I announce.
"You and I could have fun in a paper bag," he says. And it's true. Can't beat having good friends like JK in my life.
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