driving home from yoga. a 5:45-7:15 bikram class. and it was the hardest yoga class i had been to. the room was filled to capacity, which made the regular 105 degrees at 40-50% humidity even warmer. i left yoga happily anticipating a night at home with my book. until i saw a text message from nick - 'margaritas'. uhm yes, yes please. we headed to pasquals, where ryan and katy walter met us for drinks and chips, cinco style (whatever that means?) on the patio.
-bkh
-bkh
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