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Dear Jeff…WTF?

Sometimes Jeff gets really drunk on July 4 and drunk dials me in the middle of the night.

Sometimes he then asks two days later what he had said because he doesn’t even remember calling.

Sometimes I am an ass and decide that instead of telling him what the message said I’d just post it to my blog. 🙂


Recap of the Nathan’s Fourth of July Hot-Dog Eating Contest and my trip to New York coming as soon as I wade through the 857 photos I took of a 10 minute competition…

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Hi, I'm Val. I spent most of my 20s in a standstill, unable to pick which path in life I wanted to take. I wanted the nomadic life of a traveler but also wanted the husband, the condo, and the kitten. Unable to decide which life I wanted more, I did nothing. When I turned 30 I’d had enough of putting my life on hold and decided to start “choosing my figs.” So, I quit my job, bought a one-way ticket to Europe, and traveled for three years. Now I'm back in Chicago, decorating my apartment in all the teal, petting my cats, and planning my next adventure.

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  • Heather
    July 6, 2008at6:33 pm

    I think technically russell left most of that voicemail.

  • Anonymous
    July 6, 2008at7:57 pm

    Sounds about right… oh baby.

  • Jeff
    July 7, 2008at7:46 am

    That’s Russell’s pick up line

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