memories, all alone in the moonlight, da da da da da daaaaaaaaaa daaaaaaaaaaaaaa

I am filled with an overwhelming urge to catch the first bus I can find to Dawson Creek. But then I think of how disgusting and gross and tired I will feel after being on that said bus for over two days in a row...and choose otherwise. But it's the initial thought that counts, right Vince???

On a random and optimistic side note...I get so see Lauren and Katie and Mike tomorrow (or the day after, whichever comes first, I suppose)!! Sweetness. REmind me again why my friends choose to live thousands of miles away during the school year. My memory needs some refreshing (I wrote 'refreshening' at first and then laughed to myself at how stupid I am). I have been one lonely hen out here in NWO. Looooonely--emphasis on 'loon'. And the nights are cold, lemme tell you. It's just not the same without a roomate.

On another side note...

I found a cute picture. It makes the distance a little more bearable. Afterall, memories are very powerful. He's so cute. But don't worry...I'm in it for more than looks ;) Could I possibly have a stupider expression on my face? I love to ruin pictures. I think Vince has narcolepsy. Someone should tell him it's not normal to succomb to Rapid Eye Movements in the middle of the afternoon during dorm dinners. I hate to be the bearer of bad news so...