Hark. To Boulder she and Kate go. Why must you leave me and this fair city? Why to the land of snow and ice and herbal tea? We shall miss your laugh, twice daily trips to Starbucks, glimpse into dating tall and famous basketball players, profoundly good turkey burgers with expired mayo, with-room Americanos, mosaics, amazing ability to listen and relate, and your fashion sense. How any one person could know so many different ways to tie a scarf is completely beyond me. And without you, I am afraid at least seven Starbucks franchises in Seattle are going to fold.
We shall, right now, start the countdown to the day Kate graduates and you two return to the land of rain, Sushi, Gaelic football, and game night.
And if any of you out there are planning to go see Brandi Carlisle on tour this summer, stop by the merchandise booth and say Hi to M for me. One last random (yet enviable) job before her social worky career begins.
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