Jun 08, 2007 15:07
me friend from USD called yesterday and he lives in Chicago, his name is Patrick (he was born on St. Patrick's day) and we meat in architecture class first semester (he is actually a surprisingly good architect designer). we talked breifly because i was eating dinner. he's doing well. but he reconfirmed the fact that i need to fly out to chicago to visit for a week. my mother met him once and loved him so she's letting me go. so i'm booking a flight to midway. i love to travel on my own. we'll probably spend a day in the city and then go to his lake house in wisconsin, where, we will most likely do nothing but tan (he's a tanning type of boy) and play in the cold lake. for some reason i hate doing nothing when i'm at home but i love doing absolutely nothing in foreign places. i'm not the fill-my-intelect-with-sight-seeing type.
so i am very excited.
not so excited to keep trying to convince my mom we are not an item.