running around
May. 9th, 2002 02:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chestnutcurlsI'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. :)
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. :)
