time takes time, you know
I think I will manage to have nothing but fun for the remaining time home before I go to back to RPI. Even the nagging of the parents has ceased to bother me, and their qualms about the damages of having more than 36 hours of fun all at once. There are less than 36 hours before I get in the car with Dansie and chatter at him for 2.5 hours, and here's what I plan to do with them:
1 hour: make brownies
4 hours: teach ol' karen to skate, and blab for a while with her
1 hour: pick up beck and brie from track practice, while blasting my "road to dalhousie" celtic tape (it's kickass)
2 hours: use up marshall's gift card
forever after: amy (we'll call her blame-y) time!
8 hours: sleeping
4 hours: packing with ben folds (he agreed to come help! he's a real nice guy)
2 hours: daydreaming
I really hope no one counted to see if it added up to the correct number of hours (which was unspecified anyway, so HA!), because it doesn't. In fact there are only 24 hours left now, but who's counting?!*
Love, Bets
*certainly NOT me.
1 hour: make brownies
4 hours: teach ol' karen to skate, and blab for a while with her
1 hour: pick up beck and brie from track practice, while blasting my "road to dalhousie" celtic tape (it's kickass)
2 hours: use up marshall's gift card
forever after: amy (we'll call her blame-y) time!
8 hours: sleeping
4 hours: packing with ben folds (he agreed to come help! he's a real nice guy)
2 hours: daydreaming
I really hope no one counted to see if it added up to the correct number of hours (which was unspecified anyway, so HA!), because it doesn't. In fact there are only 24 hours left now, but who's counting?!*
Love, Bets
*certainly NOT me.