Hmmm, so, it's been a few weeks, and I'm trying to think of something interesting to let you all know.
Eight weeks left of class.
Day Camp after that.
Theme is Outrigger Island (aka HAWAII!!!)
Reading week is next week.
Essays are swallowing me whole.
In other news, Mom, Dad, Aunt Deb, Uncle Paul, Ashley, Natalie, and Auntie Ro are all on vacations. I keep getting texts saying "It's 30 degrees here, we're on the beach. I heard you're in the middle of a fantastic blizzard."
And I FEEL like texting "Bite me."
But I don't, because I'm nice like that.
So I pretend I'm in some exotic locale, while I'm strapping on my winter boots, and attempting not to strangle myself with my scarf.
Hell, when my toes defrost, I could pretend I'm walking on the beach.
I hope you're all having a wonderful time!
PS. I heard the title phrase this afternoon in a John Mayer song, and thought that it perfectly represented missing someone...think about it.
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