Checklist
Travel arrangements: CHECK.
Hotel reservation: CHECK.
Car reservation: CHECK.
Calendar cleared: CHECK.
Additional financial buffer: 1/4 CHECK.
It's official, kids. I'm coming up for Homecoming from October 24th through 27th. And he's coming along. :-D It's the first time that I've brought someone with me to visit Dartmouth... I feel like I'll be exposing a rather significant part of my soul to him. Friday for Seven Deadly, Saturday for ??? (Mystery Beers?), Sunday to enjoy the outdoors, and flying back Monday.
Darin (roommate #1) was a little disappointed that I didn't invite him too. He expressed his disappointment in front of Sherman (roommate #2). I was also, at different points, considering inviting my friends Austin and James. But truth be told, while I wanted to invite all of them, I could only invite one, otherwise a) my attentions would be too split and b) I'd be toting a small enclave around with me, at the risk of their becoming bored. So realizing that I could only effectively bring one person with me, I feel I made the right choice.
Haven't told the parents yet, but they'll find out eventually. I can imagine what kind of bitching will ensue. So what. They dealt with my leaving relatively unannounced for Minnesota for a week with people they don't know (with limited grace), they'll deal with this. Why do I even still care what they think?
After half the family fell apart this year, Mom's been especially crushing with her need-to-know personality. Also haven't told the parents that I'll be up to visit him next week (they don't even know there is anyone yet, and it's been three months) with the possibility of swinging by to fix their computer, but not staying overnight. Why can't I just tell them and hope it'll all be fine? Or hope that, if things are destined to explode, this'll be the catalyst and it can finally all be over?
Hotel reservation: CHECK.
Car reservation: CHECK.
Calendar cleared: CHECK.
Additional financial buffer: 1/4 CHECK.
It's official, kids. I'm coming up for Homecoming from October 24th through 27th. And he's coming along. :-D It's the first time that I've brought someone with me to visit Dartmouth... I feel like I'll be exposing a rather significant part of my soul to him. Friday for Seven Deadly, Saturday for ??? (Mystery Beers?), Sunday to enjoy the outdoors, and flying back Monday.
Darin (roommate #1) was a little disappointed that I didn't invite him too. He expressed his disappointment in front of Sherman (roommate #2). I was also, at different points, considering inviting my friends Austin and James. But truth be told, while I wanted to invite all of them, I could only invite one, otherwise a) my attentions would be too split and b) I'd be toting a small enclave around with me, at the risk of their becoming bored. So realizing that I could only effectively bring one person with me, I feel I made the right choice.
Haven't told the parents yet, but they'll find out eventually. I can imagine what kind of bitching will ensue. So what. They dealt with my leaving relatively unannounced for Minnesota for a week with people they don't know (with limited grace), they'll deal with this. Why do I even still care what they think?
After half the family fell apart this year, Mom's been especially crushing with her need-to-know personality. Also haven't told the parents that I'll be up to visit him next week (they don't even know there is anyone yet, and it's been three months) with the possibility of swinging by to fix their computer, but not staying overnight. Why can't I just tell them and hope it'll all be fine? Or hope that, if things are destined to explode, this'll be the catalyst and it can finally all be over?