I believe it's Mother's Day, so I'll be having to actually get up and do things soon. In the meantime...
Last night was so great. But I kinda feel bad for the people at the diner because we were being a smidgen immature. However, a lot of funny stuff went down, some of which I can't even remember. And I still have Leia's various drawings somewhat on my arm. The only thing that sucked is at 3 in the morning (I was home by 11:30, don't you worry your pretty little heads off), my stomach hurt so freaking bad. I woke up and I was just like gauerilhguierhgile. But I don't think it was caused by that delicious chocolate cheesecake I ate, it just happens every now and then and it's gone within a few hours.
Aaaaaaanyways, 'bout 22 days left. I'm actually starting to become more and more patient, which I fear isn't a good thing. But I shouldn't think about that.
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