Tom, we’re waiting on the letter but phonetically that resembles what the consultant said.
**** knows. Considering some of what we’ve gone through, I think I’ll just get on with it and propose.
Sunshine, hay and all that.
Seriously though, affirmation. I’m 27 next month. Big life.
Edit: These are not the ramblings of a relieved idiot, but those of a reliable fool. I’ll be drunk later, tune in for that.