Again the dirty bastards from Medicins Sans Frontiers have contracted my wife away; again I must fill the empty spaces of this apartment with smoke, music, television and rough housing with the animals (they have no idea what's gotten into me); again I have to cuddle with a pillow instead of a hell of a Spanish body; again the world conspires to slide oceans in between; again we will have to groan and then sigh and grow stronger and better.
Nigeria. Somewhere nasty. More news as I get it. I'm very proud and very worried.
But she'll be ok (we've been training).
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You can cuddle with O'Reilly since he's likely to be pressed hard against your face in the absence of his mistress.
Yup, off again, quickly and chaotically as only MSF can guarantee. But, at least it's not 3 or 6 or 9 months. And this time Lili is very sad to leave home, her new home. She has finally grown roots in Seattle.
Keep busy, fill the space, give all your lovin' and rough-housin' to the animals, and take care. Oh, and give us updates on Lili.
Love,
Julie
what's up brother? how are you? we miss you. when will you come out east? wanna look up a residency thing out here while she's gone?
Hey Drew. I wish I could snag a residency out there. You got one for me? Miss you a lot. Maybe New York will happen for me this summer, but probably not. Come west, son, west.
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