Filling out forms in Colorado. 10 days left. Power of attorney given to my parents so they can sign my life away while I'm overseas. Deferring my $17,000 in government loans. And many more I need to do. In the meantime:
This is a direct quote taken from my voicemail. It's my favorite send-off to date. Note I received it on a Monday night at 3AM. After the SilverQ satellite BP Tournament.
"Yo G, son this is D-Mass, bitch. Undefeated. Winners. Champions. Whatever you wanna call me, holler at your boy son, I love you man.
I'm sad you're leaving the country, I got your back though. The second you get back in the country tell that fucker at customs you're comin to see D-Mass and he'll know right where to send you, son. TWO YEARS from now you now tell that piece of shit in customs 'I wanna see D-Mass' and he'll send you right to my corporate office.
I'm the man. You're the king. I got your back, I will see you in two years.
I FUCKING love you. Holler."
Best goodbye ever. Love you Dan the Man. See you in 2.
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*So, I totally just wrote a novel (post) and something happened when I tried to submit it and it all got erased...kinda frustrating and I'm a little to busy to attempt to reiterate everything I said. BUT - I need your phone # again because my phone got stolen at Gator City...AGAIN! Miss you like woah and will definitely keep in touch! XOXOXO
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