3 glasses of whitehaven later

so i met my friend H at the grape in vinings to catch up. H lives out in...well...way out there...so we met in the middle. i left work early yesterday as i was having a super awful day, so i was early when i got into the vinings. i walked around a bit in a store called limetree. lots of vera bradley and cutesy pink and lime tchotchke. all the women that walked into the store looked the same. you just knew they went to an SEC school, they were all too tan, skinny, wearing flip flops and tube dresses in either black or a bright color. you know exactly what i'm talking about, so don't play like you don't. what i just described is your run-of-the-mill southern girl. the A, like every other place on earth, has its pockets of people. you can generalize the inhabitants of the vinings as southern girls and southern boys. mostly always white, though you get a few here and there that aren't. anyway, what am i talking about?

so H and i visited the vinings for nearly 5 hours. goodtimes! i miss you, H!