Mar 20, 2006 12:05
...was good. Relaxing. Peaceful. Full of a little more information concerning my mother's sex life than I'd like to know, but it's ok. I appreciate her treating me like an adult and talking to me about (almost) everything.
So that's good.
I got back yesterday, after a day and a half at Kooies, 5 days in sunny Florida, and another day and a half at Dave & Betsy's. And, as everyone'll be glad to hear, I burned my Target shoes in the bonfire two nights ago. Not completely, you know, but enough to spur me to (sooner or later) throw them out.
Last night was the most amazing concert of my life: Coldplay at the Bradley Center. It was.... unbelievable. I cant' even explain how extremely cool it was. I almost fell over and died right there. And then, afterwards, Tim and I went to Dunkin' Donuts and got an orange-mango coolata and 2 custard-filled donuts. Anyone who knows me knows that this was possibly the best night of my life.
Anyway.
I hate having to go back to class. But for now, I'm getting in the shower, putting on some makeup, and going to the library before my brain implodes from all things Theology.
Ugh.