starving

Yay, a new picture! (Is it a relief to know I'm not actually green?) I am happy with this one. I took it yesterday, so it has my new haircut, but you can't see it. Oh well.

Visions of sandwiches and salads and ice cream are dancing in my head. I'm not sure why I am so hungry, but I feel like I could eat a ten-course meal. Since I have to run over to the mall at lunch, I could get Steak Escape, but I will be good and eat the pasta bowl that I brought with me.

This morning, I got an email from a girl I haven't talked to since 4th grade. We went to school together in Miami, and she found me through Classmates. It was very exciting. I spent a lot of this morning looking around on the site. I also found another elementary school friend, but I can't email her because I am not a Gold Member.

Related topic: People I went to high school with are married. People I went to high school with, who were younger than me, are having babies. I am going to do the smart thing, and not think about this.

West Wing was awesome last night, one of the best episodes I have seen. I am excited for Friends tonight. I'm doing my best to fit it in to my crazy-packing-cleaning-taking-luggage schedule. :)

starving

Yay, a new picture! (Is it a relief to know I'm not actually green?) I am happy with this one. I took it yesterday, so it has my new haircut, but you can't see it. Oh well.

Visions of sandwiches and salads and ice cream are dancing in my head. I'm not sure why I am so hungry, but I feel like I could eat a ten-course meal. Since I have to run over to the mall at lunch, I could get Steak Escape, but I will be good and eat the pasta bowl that I brought with me.

This morning, I got an email from a girl I haven't talked to since 4th grade. We went to school together in Miami, and she found me through Classmates. It was very exciting. I spent a lot of this morning looking around on the site. I also found another elementary school friend, but I can't email her because I am not a Gold Member.

Related topic: People I went to high school with are married. People I went to high school with, who were younger than me, are having babies. I am going to do the smart thing, and not think about this.

West Wing was awesome last night, one of the best episodes I have seen. I am excited for Friends tonight. I'm doing my best to fit it in to my crazy-packing-cleaning-taking-luggage schedule. :)

running around

I'm a little worked up right now. By tomorrow night, I think I will be okay, but I am nervous about getting on my flight and making sure I don't forget anything and tying up loose ends. I have about five million things to do tonight, and it doesn't help that Evan and Ryan have decided to go off-roading tonight (and they're not even packed), which messes up my whole schedule because I have to take my luggage over there earlier than I had planned.

Ryan also just informed me that they may move to a house way the heck out on Covington Pike. Which means I will probably never see Evan again, since his response to any invitation will be "I don't wanna come over, it's too far." I mean, he occasionally says that now. And it's, like, a 10-minute drive.

I am nervous about the trip. I want it to go well. It's my last one. I don't want to reminisce with Casey in a few years about "the summer conference that sucked."

Okay. I am going to stop writing, and breathe. :)

running around

I'm a little worked up right now. By tomorrow night, I think I will be okay, but I am nervous about getting on my flight and making sure I don't forget anything and tying up loose ends. I have about five million things to do tonight, and it doesn't help that Evan and Ryan have decided to go off-roading tonight (and they're not even packed), which messes up my whole schedule because I have to take my luggage over there earlier than I had planned.

Ryan also just informed me that they may move to a house way the heck out on Covington Pike. Which means I will probably never see Evan again, since his response to any invitation will be "I don't wanna come over, it's too far." I mean, he occasionally says that now. And it's, like, a 10-minute drive.

I am nervous about the trip. I want it to go well. It's my last one. I don't want to reminisce with Casey in a few years about "the summer conference that sucked."

Okay. I am going to stop writing, and breathe. :)