Dec 21, 2007 16:46
I'm not going to think about that.
Anyway, I'm not going to freak out about that bullshit anymore. Because you know what? It's Christmas break. I. am. done.
So John's making himself food and showering and running to the bank, and then we're going to get drunk and take a train up to New York to catch up with the rest of Club. He's paying for my ticket, apparently. I fought it, but eventually it wasn't worth it. I hate making people pay for me, but I do want to go. Should be a good start to the holiday...